บททั้งหมดของ The Ruthless Mafia: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

It was dark here. Exactly what Svanna's mind had grown too dark for. People look like life is going well, but they are holding the real destruction, which is a manifestation of a walking weapon. The slightest mistake would make the situation go very badly if that was what was needed.Svanna swallowed hard the first time she set foot here. Probably too nervous and really... had unconsciously held on tightly to Nightroe's arm. No protest came out of the man's mouth. They were soon greeted by Russol Sullivan and several men in black suits who surrounded him."Tonight my daugther-in-law looks absolutely marvelous."A compliment from Russol Sullivan that seemed enthusiastic not infrequently made Svanna feel great tension. She had to somehow welcome the warmth from her father-in-law. Nightroe had removed their touch, and now Svanna was in the warm embrace of a man engulfed in the thick scent of cigars. Russol Sullivan truly had a penchant for smoking dried tobacco leaves."What's wrong with

Svanna had zero tolerance for insults to her pride. Something she had never done at all was the image of instinctively seething with rage at the top of her head. She should have clenched her fists to simply refrain from the unexpected. However, an unexpected slap was more suitable to teach Amelia a lesson so that the woman could consider what was and was not appropriate to say. "Watch your language!" said Svanna sternly. Amelia's face had turned away. How surprised the woman was. Probably didn't expect this kind of courage from her. Having been mistreated so many times by Nightroe ... didn't mean that her attitude had to be weak in front of everyone. "You... you dirty bitch!" Amelia clearly could not take such an unexpected attack. There was a validity where the response had a chilling effect on something inside the woman. Hands that looked specially trained with various weaponry almost raised—almost giving Svanna a counter-slap. She had already taken a vigilant sta

Svanna's face was probably already very red. She blinked, trying hard to restore the remaining consciousness—at least it was still enough to be snatched here. However, there was no telling what kind of frenzied simulation had really pulled Nightroe off the surface to the point where it seemed the man was unaware of his own actions. Nightroe had lifted her high. Svanna struggled to rebel by stomping her heels against the wall behind her. Hoping to alert someone to come immediately, though that sounded almost too impossible when the remaining air in her chest cavity was almost gone. She could not hold back any longer. The effort to simply get rid the cruel touch of Nightroe's hand slowly slackened. Everything almost went dark. Yeah, almost. Until someone's voice appeared behind the man's back, immediately changing the situation between them. "Don Nightroe is being abusive to his wife. How disgraceful!" The darkness that Svanna had almost found was immediately

"How is my father now?" The first time she set foot in the hospital, Svanna immediately took a step towards her father's ward. Heldfan was recovering from surgery, but they should have let him stay at home. She just wasn't ready to let go of her own father when the demands of staying in the Nightroe residence were something that couldn't be passed up. Svanna immediately walked closer. Amira's smile as the woman went about the routine of ensuring the stability of her father's condition would no longer be a new clue. "Mr. Johannson is progressing well. Soon he will be able to do activities on his own." It was good to hear such good news. Slowly, Svanna shifted to sit right next to the blanket. She looked at her father intently. The middle-aged man was clearly awake and doing the same, though not saying much between them. Svanna tentatively took her father's hand. Holding it tightly, as if she had something to say, but things had been stirring for some tim

Hiding. The warning alarm instantly took effect. Svanna's green eyes glowed seriously. There was a corner a fraction of a mile away from her, and it seemed to beckon her to move quickly. Run, then hide with a body reaction that almost trembled. Nightroe would be extremely angry when he found out she was here. That's right. The man walked out just to confirm something. He heaped serious urgency behind Svanna's shoulder so that she would not make a rash decision. Only when time had passed long enough and she felt she should take action. It was a relief to find that Nightroe did not really take anyone's existence seriously. Slowly, Svanna cautiously crept out. She would return to the room. At the very least, she wanted to confirm who the man was observing earlier. Nightroe's body was clearly the main obstacle. At the very least, she hoped that after the man made a move, there would be a chance to get a direct look. Svanna tentatively pressed her fin