Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

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

fall and bump your head when you walk? Just look at you, you want to accost girls?

“But what if I

broadcast my fucking the fan when it’s running!”

spot.

what

smiled and walked towards

stylish suit. Holding a red wine glass,

flushed with alcohol; her chest

mountains.

young man was talking to her. It was none other

I saw you, I think

“Why?”

the bar is too vulgar. It doesn’t match

ha, do you always accost

looking for someone, a woman who deserves the Dream

found her.” As Jonathan

crystal necklace lay on

crystal necklace released by SWAROVSKI, and there were only one hundred sold in the world. He was lucky to

likes

many young, beautiful women to

invest emotion in it at all: he

to send them away. It was impossible for him

came to the Night Rose to look for a new prey.

first sight.

the extent that her face, figure and

to take her down, Jonathan played his usual

However…

his surprise, Queenie just cast a cursory glance at his

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

fat man and his followers who pricked up their ears

the world who didn’t

pretending to be

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

at your plump chest and hips. Your figure’s suitable for giving birth to a baby. May I have the honor to send

frivolous look, he rotated a plastic

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

come from? Vulgar

be a low-quality one bought with

roadside.

the courage to