Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 48: REVENGE

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Khansa smiled as she hugged Yura. Inwardly laughing because of the behavior of the two lovebirds. Especially seeing Yura who is still unstable. He estimates the age of Zeva—adik women Zefon.

“It's Ok, you're angry now. And while can stay here same Grandma.”

“Yes, Grandma! I don't want to go home! Want to be here. Let him be alone!” ketus Yura pursed her lips.

The motherly nature and tenderness of the Psychiatrist, was indeed able to melt Yura in an instant. “This house door is always open for Grandma's children and grandchildren. Stay as happy as you are, baby!" khansa held Yura's hands together.

“Thank you, Grandma,” reply Yura started smiling.

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Zephon's feet slowly stepped. His breathing was so heavy that he saw the debris of one room that was quite large. Followed by some of his men who stared pity at his colleagues who became victims.

“Give the best treatment for all their wounds, bury them properly for those who have died. Deliver the bodies of those who still have families. Don't forget to give compensation to the victims' families, make data immediately, I will immediately sign it,” Zefon said in a statement.

Weak, like not strong. His eyes were still red and staring at the rubble of the building. Disappointed with himself for not being able to maintain the mandate of his grandfather well.

“Good, Master!” They immediately split up several teams to carry out the tasks given by the boss.

“Kak!” get Gala to pat Zefon on the shoulder.

The man reluctantly replied, a deep disappointment capable of eating away at his entire energy. His gaze was blank, but his fist was so strong. Tightly, the oxygen around him seemed to be eroded away.

“Aaarggh!” Zephon lunged at the window with his fist. The bulletproof designed glass, in fact, shattered into pieces due to a strong hit from Zefon's fist. Blood flowed from the back of his hand.

“I have to kill him, Gala! She was also the one who had resulted in Zeva, Grandpa and Grandma leaving,” growled the man, his chest rising up and down violently. His teeth were shaking very strongly.

“You promised your uncles and aunts, brother. Police did not even find any evidence in the accident,” Gala said doubtfully. Worried that his safety would be threatened after saying so.

Zefon turned his head quickly, the sharp lightning now seemed to pierce Gala's eyeballs. Until the man swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

“Police? Weepy! The police are useless! Instilled money directly. Not being able to see clearly, which is wrong and which is right. I don't believe it at all!” zephon continued to emphasize each sentence.

It has been a year since the bitter incident happened to his family, Jourrel kept his son from acting rashly to the effect on his descendants later. Zephon had been silent and obeyed. But after this incident, Zephon's soul seemed to have just risen from its long slumber.

Zefon's phone is ringing. Calls immediately answered, it turns out from Sean—unts both of them.

“Ya, Uncle?” zephon asked, lowering his emotions. Sighs long.

“Where are you? Can we go to the mansion now? I'm here!” sean said on the other end of the phone.

“What antidote is ready? Uncle brought? Or...”

“Come here!” cut Sean off before more questions are asked.

Zephon closed his eyes. A difficult choice. Go back to the mansion or stay there? His heart is gamang, besides the wife is also still in the city. But on the other hand, he was also curious about the development of his father-in-law's condition.

 

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