Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 457 Jack's Game

Amidst the darkness, Rose could vaguely make out Jack's silhouette, But he wasn't alone in the shadows. More than a dozen figures were seated around him, their identities obscured by the gloom. Meanwhile, the women on stage feared that disobeying Jack's instructions would anger him and jeopardize their chances of earning his favor.

Remembering their purpose for coming here, one of them spoke up. "I'm willing, Mr. Finch."

"I'm willing too." "I am as well."

"We're all willing."

Once the first woman broke the ice, the others followed suit, letting go of their inhibitions. The women looked toward the shadowy area below the stage, assuming that only Jack was watching them perform. "Excellent. Then let's begin," Jack said, his tone filled with satisfaction.

After a brief discussion, the women swiftly decided on a routine they often practiced. As the music began, their graceful movements commanded the stage. Yet, their revealing costumes lent the performance an unsettling air. In the shadows beyond the stage, the watchers' eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger, like hunters selecting their prey.

No one uttered a word. In a group chat specially created for the occasion, those who had chosen their prey sent names of various flowers.

"Jasmine."

"Rose."

"Lily."

"Bellflower."

Each flower corresponded to a woman on stage.

performance concluded, each person in the audience finalized their decision. The women lined up on stage, their eyes fixed on the darkness below,

demeanor and striking looks made the women's hearts race. He was the epitome of a charming and successful young man, holding a significant position

public girlfriends added to his allure, making him

sweeping over them before stopping in front of one wearing a red rose in her hair. He smiled, his

stunning on you," he

before letting a smile spread across his face. "May I invite you for a drink?" he

blushed with

felt she had made the right choice with the red rose, believing that Jack favored boldness and passion. An invitation for a drink from him was precisely the opportunity she had been hoping for. "But you'll

wait as long as it took to be with him, believing it would give her a chance

Jack instructed, signaling her to follow the helper

leave when Jack leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh, one more thing... I prefer dim lighting.

her face turning crimson as realization dawned on her.

other women on stage couldn't hide their disappointment as she left. However, their spirits lifted

jasmine... It's so pure and refreshing. Truly a breath of

jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and refreshing," she quickly said, eager to

chance, the woman hastily interjected, "Mr.

smirk of disdain with a look of consideration. He hadn't even set the trap,

that others would be interested in

I? How about we also

woman eagerly responded, "Of course. I'll be waiting, Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further instruction, she eagerly stepped down from the stage, following the helper out of

even with one woman having

or perhaps someone else's attention. Encouraged, they began speaking

Finch, the lilies