Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 3 Sisters, I’m back!

The anger in John’s heart was like a monster that crawled out of hell, crazily tearing his nerves and making him impulsive.

Mr. Wodehouse was frightened and hurriedly stroked his face.

“John, my boy, I told you this just because I don’t want to hide anything from you, not for pushing you to do something stupid!”

At first, he didn’t dare to tell the truth to John, because he was afraid that he would make trouble for the Excellence Real Estate.

The Excellence Real Estate had a strong political background and no one dared to go against them.

The old man’s wrinkled palm rubbed his face, which made John back to his sense.

“I’m sorry, Grandpa, I scared you.”

“My child, promise me that you won’t mess with the Excellence Real Estate, okay?” Mr. Wodehouse begged.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa. I won’t do anything stupid.”

“Good boy.”

Mr. Wodehouse breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly thought of something and smiled, “Your sisters will be very happy if they know that you are still alive.”

“How are my sisters?” John asked excitedly.

“Well, they all have their own business andsend me money every month… By the way, I have their photos

here.”

Photos?

‘We haven’t seen each other for fifteen years. What do they look like now?” John muttered to himself in his

heart.

Of course, no matter how much his sisters were changed over these years, they were still the women that John loved most in his life.

Mr. Wodehouse entered the room and carefully took out a stack of photos from the drawer.

John made his eyes wide open and couldn’t wait to take a look.

“They… Are they my sister?”

John looked at his sisters in the photo one by one, although they had changed a lot, they were all as

beautiful as the goddess.

Mr. Wodehouse smiled and said, “Your sisters are not only good-looking but also outstanding!”

John nodded firmly.

to his senses,

please give me two hundred

was going to pretend to

with John, but his good mood

unfilial grandson, how dare you ask for

Grandpa. It’s… it’s because…

you get into any

couldn’t hide it anymore, Gary

a debt in the casino. They said… If I couldn’t pay the money in a week, they would

hand.”

to the casino? I’ll beat you to death,

Mr. Wodehouse was

it at Gary.

didn’t dodge and still pleaded, “I know I was out of my mind, but it has already happened. Now I have no choice… So I asked you for

Are you trying to

almost

from afar, “Gary, I have warned you not to make grandpa angry again. Did you forget what

a tall woman came to the

long black hair was coiled up behind her head, which

suit couldn’t hide her curvaceous figure at

Oh, my goddess!

direction, he was attracted by her, with tears

was his elder

John hadn’t seen for fifteen

Queenie.

the photo just now When John

the four

slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes, but she quickly turned to normal, as

of Grandpa, I’ll help you for the last time. If you dare to mess around again, I’ll break

legs.”

Wodehouse upset, Queenie wrote a check for two hundred thousand

threw it

ecstatic,

I feel sick.” Queenie

“Ha ha…”

Anyway, he had got the money. It didn’t

“Sister, it’s me.”

it anymore and decided

for five years, John had already been a tough man.

at his sister, Queenie, who was so close to

man also

John

Queenie’s delicate body trembled.

and

every day and night.

and looked