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.

on stage, their eyes fixed on the

hearts race. He was the epitome of a charming and successful young man, holding a significant position in his

public girlfriends added to his allure, making him highly sought

front of one wearing a red rose

you," he said, his voice low and

the "red rose" before letting a smile spread across his face. "May I invite you for

woman blushed

red rose, believing that Jack favored boldness and passion. An invitation

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

instructed, signaling her to follow the

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

her face turning crimson as realization dawned on her. "Yes... I understand. I'll wait for you, Mr.

stage couldn't hide their disappointment as she left. However, their spirits lifted when Jack's gaze swept over them again before finally landing on another

so pure and refreshing. Truly a breath of fresh air,"

jasmine flower in her hair perked up, her face lighting up with hope. "I love white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and refreshing," she quickly said, eager to catch his

her chance, the woman hastily interjected, "Mr. Finch, I don't mind waiting

consideration.

the fact that others would be

refuse now, can I? How about we also

Without waiting for further instruction, she eagerly stepped down from the stage,

bated breath, realizing that even with one woman having been chosen, the game was

someone else's

lilies are