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

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

John said seriously, “But what if

succeed, I’ll broadcast my fucking the fan when

spot.

remember what

smiled and walked towards a bar counter

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

her face flushed with alcohol;

mountains.

young man was talking

saw you, I think

“Why?”

is too vulgar. It doesn’t match your

do you always accost

I’m just looking for someone, a woman who deserves the Dream of Stars.

As Jonathan said, he spread his

crystal necklace lay on his

were only one hundred sold in the world.

likes beautiful

crystal necklace, Jonathan coaxed many young, beautiful women to

all: he was

for him to really

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

first sight.

her face, figure and temperament

her down, Jonathan played

However…

his surprise, Queenie just cast a cursory glance at

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

man and his followers who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop were

a woman in the world who didn’t love gold and

pretending to

the same thought. He was about to launch the next round of attack, but at

and hips. Your figure’s suitable for giving birth to a baby. May I have the honor

John. With a frivolous look, he rotated a

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

did the son of bitch come from? Vulgar language, frivolous

hand! It must be a low-quality one bought with a few

roadside.

have the courage