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?”

back

bump your head when you walk? Just look at you, you want to accost girls? I’ve never seen

John said seriously, “But what if

broadcast my fucking the fan when

spot.

remember what you

and walked towards a bar

suit. Holding a red wine glass, she sat there shaking the glass in her hand

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

mountains.

this time, an elegant young man was talking to her. It

the first time I saw you, I think this place was not suitable for

“Why?”

vulgar. It doesn’t match

ha, do you always accost girls in this

a woman who

I’ve found her.” As Jonathan said,

blue crystal necklace

there were only

girl likes beautiful

many young, beautiful women

it at all: he was

them away. It was impossible for him to really give them the costly

to look for a new prey. Then he was infatuated with

first sight.

woman was so beautiful to the extent that her face, figure and

to take her down, Jonathan played his

However…

a cursory glance at his necklace

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

followers who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop

a woman in the world who didn’t

she pretending to

thought. He was about to launch the next round of attack, but at this time, a figure suddenly came to the side of

suitable for giving birth to a baby. May I have the honor

John. With a frivolous look, he rotated a plastic

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

bitch come from? Vulgar language, frivolous behavior… The most

was the bracelet in his hand! It must be a low-quality one bought with a few dollars on

roadside.

have the courage to