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118. The New Gang Leader

Penulis: Sammy X
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2023-10-06 05:07:45

Sofia's POV

Was it a good fate to be kidnapped by the Eastern gang?

One minute I was held captive to be handed over to the Tree and the other, I am now the gang leader of the group.

Fvcking hell!

I don't even know what to do right now with the position.

I've been an innocent person my entire life and even taking over the throne of my father is something that worries my mind.

Can I be my father?

As I moved down the corridor, the armed masked men swarmed around me with the burnt-faced one moving up closely and instructing some to spread the information of a new leader to the branches they had in North America.

He already stated his reasons for helping him so I needed not to ask questions.

"Where did you keep my Uncle?" I asked him and his brows furrowed.

"Your Uncle... Who is that?" The burnt-faced seemed to have no idea of who I was talking about.

"He was taken captive ten years ago by the Eastern gang" I explained and his face soon brightened.

He cleared his throat, "Do you talk abou
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