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Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 532

Summary for Chapter 532: Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf

Chapter 532 – A Turning Point in Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf by Bryson Salazar

In this chapter of Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf, Bryson Salazar introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 532 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

Chapter 532 Die

John entered the sixth floor, his heart racing with excitement, making it difficult for him to maintain

composure.

His heart was pounding fiercely as if it was about to leap out of his chest.

John understood that he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

The mysterious attraction felt like countless indistinguishable tentacles crawling out of the mist, tightly wrapping around John’s body and pulling him in.

The lightning around him was wildly twisting, and there was not just a dozen, but dozens and hundreds of lightning bolts.

It was as if John’s intrusion had fully activated the lightning there, condensing into a densely

packed lightning space.

Even so, not a single bolt of lightning hit John.

John moved through the cracks in the lightning as if the lightning around him was summoned by him. He was like the ruler of that lightning space, the god controlling lightning.

The people outside were already dumbfounded.

The eerie sight was never seen before, and it left everyone extremely frightened.

The students were so transfixed on the Thunder Marsh that they forgot to breathe. Not a single thought occurred to them to call the teachers from the school to come and investigate the

situation.

They were afraid that they might miss the moment of excitement.

Kate’s heart tightened, and her palms were sweating profusely. She looked at the spectacular lightning, feeling extremely anxious and secretly praying for John’s safety.

Kate silently prayed.

John had reached the edge of the fog.

His breathing became more and more labored.

He had no idea what was inside the fog, but he was sure that something was calling out to him. He could also feel a faint sense of familiarity from deep within his bloodline.

Thunder surrounded him on all sides.

The surroundings were blanketed by dense lightning amidst the haze, with a terrifying thundercloud directly overhead.

The lightning had turned crimson at this point, and each strike exuded a vital breath.

John’s body trembled, and he was acutely aware of the horrific power these crimson lightning

bolts possessed.

He hesitated.

He had to hesitate.

John’s madness came from a deep-seated feeling, but he couldn’t guarantee that his feeling would

always be accurate.

In case it was wrong, the price he paid might be his life. This is a primal fear that everyone

possesses.

That was the innate fear that everyone possessed.

“Are you scared?”

John hesitated for a moment, then suddenly heard a majestic voice around him, causing him to

widen his eyes in shock.

The voice came from within the gray mist!

John thought, “Could there be someone inside the mist?”

John instantly felt a mix of surprise and fear!

At that moment, the voice spoke again, still commanding, “If you’re afraid, then get out!”

luck, a manifestation of destiny.

However, even someone who was the chosen one in destiny could not intentionally seek death like

that!

It was like a deity suddenly chose someone and told him that he was under the protection of the

gods and had the best luck in the world. However, that person chose to question and ask the deity

how strong his luck really was.

After saying those words, the person jumped off the 18th floor.

With a thud, the person fell into minced meat.

As he was dying, the person still questioned the deity, accusing him of lying. Otherwise, how could he have died from the fall if he had such good luck?

The deity could only remain silent, helpless to say anything.

Even if a person has the strongest luck, no one can save them if they don’t want to live!

The deity could only remain speechless and helpless.

Isn’t John acting just like the person in the story?>

Not only did Violet not feel sorry for John, but she also inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Violet’s liking for John was only superficial and shallow. She only liked John because he was stronger than her.

In other words, if another person had the same opportunities and strength as John, Violet would still like that person. It might not even be considered as liking. Violet only had a natural desire to approach the stronger person in comparison.

Violet’s personality was likely influenced by Faith’s subtle influence.

Kate was the only one truly worried about John. She saw him being struck by lightning, and her heart felt like it was being pierced by a sharp object, causing her great pain.

In an instant, Kate’s beautiful face lost all its color.

“John…”

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