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?”

laughed back and

you walk? Just look at you, you want to accost girls? I’ve

seriously, “But what if

my fucking the fan when

spot.

what you

walked towards

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

with alcohol; her chest stood out, like the peaks

mountains.

young man was talking to her. It was none other

saw you, I think this

“Why?”

too vulgar. It

do you always

someone, a woman who deserves the

that I’ve found her.” As Jonathan said, he

crystal necklace lay

were only one hundred sold in the world. He was lucky to

girl likes beautiful

young, beautiful women to the hotel with

it at all: he was just playing. Every

away. It was impossible for him to really give them

to the Night Rose to look for a new prey.

first sight.

face, figure and

her down, Jonathan played his usual

However…

cursory glance at his necklace

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

She refused him!

pricked up their ears to eavesdrop were

there be a woman in the

pretending

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

Your figure’s suitable for giving

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

Jonathan was dumbfounded.

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

It must be a low-quality one bought with

roadside.

have the courage to accost this pretty