Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 61 Mountain Road Racing

There were two men and one woman standing beside an Audi SUV.

One of the young men was wearing sunglasses. He was about twenty-three years old, and the other two people looked like high school students.

They were waiting for Zara Remar.

“Zara, there you are. We have been waiting here for nearly half an hour!”

“Sorry, Wendy, we had lunch late today.”

The girl named Wendy Shelby saw Zara Remar first and immediately ran to Zara hand in hand, just like a pair

of close friends.

“This is Jonathan, Kley’s brother. He’s going to with us. This SUV is his.” Wendy Shelby introduces Zara Remar to the sunglasses man.

“Hello, Jonathan,” said Zara Remar.

“Hi.”

Jonathan Sinclaire made a dominance smile and nodded, stealthily watching Zara Remar, especially her fair legs leg under her pleated skirt. They were so beautiful.

What a pure and delicious high school girl!

Jonathan Sinclaire’s eyes showed a touch of ardour, but none of the others noticed his reactions under his

dark glasses.

Kley Sinclaire, standing beside him, said, “Brother, since everyone is here already. Let’s go!l can’t wait to listen to Yellow-Eyebrow Immortal chanting sutras.”

Then, the four people got in the car.

Kley Sinclaire asked curiously while driving: “Is Yellow-Eyebrow-Immortal you just mentioned really so divine?”

“Of course. We went there once last week. When Yellow-Eyebrow Immortal was chanting sutras, it seemed

that there was a magic power that could make people immerse in the chanting instantly, and all our troubles

were forgotten.”

Wendy Shelby chattered excitedly, but soon she glanced Zara Remar who kept looking back, so she asked,

are you

“Er… nothing.”

could Zara Remar see? Of course, she was staring to see if John Lopez was

Lopez was riding a bicycle,

Remar

John Lopez was running after them all the

the long distance ahead was relatively flat. Zara Remar couldn’t help looking

‘Ah!”

the matter? Wendy Shelby asked

at the back and said, “Look

through the rear window. In an instant, her eyes widened in disbelief

a

the bike

covered her cherry-like mouth and exclaimed, “Is this Mr. Lopez a professional

you know the man behind you,

Lopez. I don’t know his real name, but

be seen in Wendy

to drive too fast, but at any rate, it was forty or fifty miles per hour. The bike

the kind that high school girls adored the most. He was as

to meet the strange man behind them who

However.

sitting in the

‘It’s you.”

It’s you again.

pick up a girl, but you come to bother me again. You are really eyeing me, aren’t

John Lopez in the

at the Night Rose Bar, Jonathan Sinclaire accosted Queenie Yeats with a piece of Dream of Stars. As a result, this man named John

spot if he hadn’t feared the Night

What a surprise!

Glancing the adoration expression

back seats, Jonathan Sinclaire knew

could he not

Boom!

to

think you should drive slowly. Although we

Mountain. I know this

Sinclaire was very confident. He didn’t slow down until he was sure that he had shaken John

away.