Todos os capítulos de The Ruthless Mafia: Capítulo 211 - Capítulo 220

Svanna truly never imagined she could live out the rest of her life this peacefully without Nightroe around. It had been quite a while—almost six months; it felt like an extraordinary feat in itself that no one had been able to track her down. Thanks to Orlando. Without that man, Svanna didn’t know if she would have had a chance like this or not; to become a fairly successful florist with a steady clientele. She and Heldfan did indeed spend their days like this. Sometimes, the middle-aged man would offer to help when Svanna was overwhelmed. It was a shame that Orlando hardly ever visited, just as he’d said before leaving Morocco—leaving her and her father behind.Svanna understood there were things Orlando could never control. She was more certain that this place had already reminded him of memories from the past, so to truly avoid any impact, staying away was the only right choice.Svanna wouldn’t force Orlando to show up. Besides, it’s fairer this way. They would

It’s unusual for a national TV channel to feature an event outside Morocco as its top headline. At first, Svanna didn’t think anything of it. She wasn’t paying much attention until she took the time to focus seriously when she heard about massive fires in flower gardens across different regions; they were happening simultaneously, suggesting that this was likely a deliberate act by someone.Who?Svanna’s eyebrows knitted in puzzlement as she wondered what the arsonist was planning. Why a flower garden? Why must innocent plants face the fury of the flames?What is the meaning of all this?Svanna hadn’t quite reached a conclusion when a phone call from someone pulled her attention back to the screen.Why was Orlando suddenly contacting her?Because she was afraid something might have already happened. Svanna didn’t wait any longer to hear the man’s voice, so upset and angry on the other end.[Have you seen the news on TV?]This was strange. Finding the

Orlando called her and said he’d been waiting at the front door since nearly midnight. Svanna could sense something strange in her mind, but she tried not to dwell on the worst-case scenario. Perhaps it really was something important, so she didn’t hesitate to step out of her room; heading toward the living room, then carefully passing the display case on the terrace with its arrangement of flowers before finally reaching the front door.When the metal sliding door opened and Svanna saw something unusual before her, she froze instantly—especially when her green eyes locked onto Nightroe’s sapphire irises.What was actually happening?So many questions. Leaving everything hanging without answers. Every nerve in Svanna’s body suddenly went weak. Truly, she never wanted to find Nightroe here. Especially since the man suddenly sneezed.There were quite a few lilies here. That was the problem.“Sorry, sister-in-law. I had to sacrifice you to meet my lover. But he

Who would have thought that after Orlando took Nightroe away, what followed here was peace and quiet? Svanna was truly enjoying the moment, serving customers in peace. Three days had passed since Nightroe had vanished without a trace. It would be good if Orlando had managed to convince that man not to come back. Who knows what will happen later. If Nightroe is really okay, that scoundrel should have already shown up causing all sorts of commotion, but he hasn’t.This is exactly what Svanna wanted. She wasn’t trying to think about anything further. It was time to close the shop. She had already packed up everything she no longer needed. All she had to do was close the door.However, just as she was about to finish doing so. Svanna’s attention was instead drawn to several vehicles carrying a lot of construction materials. What’s going on? Is someone going to build a house? Where? Right in front of her flower shop?Svanna’s hunch was correct when the vehicles there sto

“So you’re awake after all.”Orlando was just making small talk, because he knew... it would be difficult to quietly obtain Nightroe’s medical diagnosis from the man—who was now lying there, lost in thought, without making any attempt to speak. The nurse had mentioned that they’d already handed the examination documents to the patient. Nightroe might have threatened them if he’d tried to pressure the hospital into revealing the diagnosis results directly. Orlando’s gaze scanned the room, looking for a clue. He glanced around, thinking he might find the documents. Nothing was there. Nightroe was too calm; were the results show everything is all right?Maybe.He shrugged indifferently. It seemed fine after all. Better not to waste time and energy trying to find out anything—beyond what was indicated—while Nightroe was still here; he looked a little better than last time.“My sister-in-law said you left your phone behind. So, she asked me to pick it up,” he sa