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 and

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

seriously, “But what if

succeed, I’ll broadcast my fucking the fan when it’s running!” The fat man boasted on

spot.

remember what

walked towards a bar

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

alcohol; her chest

mountains.

elegant young man was talking to her. It was none other

first time I saw you, I think this place was

“Why?”

the bar is too vulgar. It

always accost girls in this

just looking for someone, a woman who deserves the

her.” As Jonathan said, he spread

necklace lay

SWAROVSKI, and there were only one hundred sold

likes beautiful

Jonathan coaxed many young, beautiful women to

emotion in it at all: he was just playing. Every time

them away. It was impossible for him to really

look for a new prey.

first sight.

beautiful to the extent that her face, figure and temperament surpassed all

her down, Jonathan played his

However…

just cast a cursory glance at his necklace

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

his followers who pricked

the world

she pretending to

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

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

John. With a frivolous look, he rotated a plastic bracelet in front

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

the son of bitch come from? Vulgar language, frivolous behavior… The

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

roadside.

he have the courage to