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

you walk? Just look at you, you want

seriously, “But what if I

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

spot.

remember what you

smiled and walked towards a bar counter

a red wine glass,

from the side, her face flushed with alcohol;

mountains.

an elegant young man was talking to her.

I saw you, I

“Why?”

is too vulgar.

ha, do you always accost girls in this

looking for someone, a woman who deserves

found her.” As Jonathan said, he spread his

crystal necklace lay on

and there were only one hundred sold in the world. He

girl likes beautiful

coaxed many young, beautiful women

it at all: he was just

away. It was impossible for him to really

he came to the Night Rose 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 temperament

to take her down, Jonathan played his

However…

surprise, Queenie just cast a cursory glance at

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

followers who pricked up their ears

be a woman in the world who didn’t love

she pretending

was about to launch the next round of attack, but at this

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

look, he rotated a plastic bracelet in front

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

from?

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

roadside.

courage to accost