Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 15 Making a bet

In the Night Rose bar.

Several obscene men gathered together and made comments.

“Oh,

1, my God! Look at her figure, appearance. What a hot beauty! These women around her, by contrast, are nobody at all!” An obese man exclaimed.

“She’s indeed a pretty, but she is too aloof. There are seven people trying to accost her in less than twenty minutes. But she refused all!”

“Ha ha, girls with top figure and appearance like her are all here to hook up with rich men. How can a loser catch her eyes? So you know.”

“Buddy, you know a lot! But I remember that you’re the first one to be rejected by her.”

“Well…” The fat man was embarrassed. “I don’t mean that I’m not a loser.”

“Hey, look! That man’s the eighth person who tries to chat that girl up! Wait… Isn’t that the young master of the Sinclaire family?”

“You’re right, it’s him. Oh my God! The goddess is going to be captured by him. Not a women can resist Jonathan Sinclaire’s temptation. He’ll definitely win her over.”

“How about making a bet. Let’s see how long it will take for Jonathan to win that beauty’s heart.”

As soon as John entered the bar, he overheard these men’s conversation. He walked over and said, “What are you betting on? Add me!”

“You?”

All of them turned to John simultaneously. They examined over him–their eyes were like a scanning machine. “What’s the point of coming here, you loser. Save your money to take bus!” One man sneered.

John was wearing cheap clothes. Calling him a loser was a praise to him.

Without getting angry, John drew out a hundred-dollar bill and said, “I bet that man would fail.”

“One hundred? You’re fucking rich!”

Hearing his confident words, these men’s face twitched. He took out just one hundred with great flourish as if he took out tens of thousands of dollars!

A gleam of shrewdness flashed in the obese man’s eyes. He took the one hundred and said, “I bet with you. If Mr. Sinclaire is refused by that woman, I will give you five hundred!”

Although one hundred was a small amount, but if he won the bet, he could get it for free!

At this time, John said, “What do you think the chances of success if I accost that beautiful

woman?”

“What? Are you going to accost her?”

laughed back and

look at you, you want to accost girls? I’ve never seen such

John said seriously, “But what

my fucking the fan when it’s running!” The fat man

spot.

what

and walked towards

bar counter sat a beautiful woman dressed in stylish suit. Holding a red wine glass,

the side, her face flushed with alcohol; her chest stood out, like the

mountains.

an elegant young man was talking to her.

saw you, I think this place

“Why?”

is too vulgar. It doesn’t match

you always accost girls in this

woman who deserves the Dream

As Jonathan said, he

necklace lay on

released by SWAROVSKI, and there were only one hundred sold in the world.

likes beautiful

Jonathan coaxed many young, beautiful women to the hotel with

at all: he was just playing. Every time

them away. It was impossible for him to

the Night Rose to look for a new prey. Then he was infatuated with Queenie

first sight.

face, figure and

to take her down,

However…

cast a cursory glance at his

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

and his followers who pricked up their

in the world who didn’t love

pretending

the next round of attack, but at this time, a figure suddenly came to the

girl! Look at your plump chest and hips. Your figure’s suitable for giving birth to a baby. May

frivolous look, he rotated a plastic bracelet

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

bitch come from? Vulgar language, frivolous behavior…

was the bracelet in his hand! It must be a low-quality

roadside.

have the courage to accost this