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.

finalized their decision. The women lined up on stage, their eyes fixed

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

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

red rose looks stunning on you," he

letting a smile spread across his

woman blushed

on her face. She 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

mind waiting, Mr. Finch," she responded eagerly. She would wait as long as it took to be

to follow the helper to a designated

when Jack leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh, one more thing...

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

their spirits lifted when

jasmine... It's so pure and refreshing. Truly a breath of fresh air," Jack

hair perked up, her face lighting up with hope. "I love white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and refreshing,"

hastily interjected, "Mr. Finch, I don't

at her, masking a smirk of disdain with a look of consideration. He hadn't even set the trap, and she was already eager to spring it

her, he nevertheless couldn't ignore the fact that others would be interested in her. After a moment of feigned uncertainty,

hardly refuse now, can I? How about we also

Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further instruction, she eagerly stepped down from the

women on stage watched the scene with bated breath, realizing that even with one woman

catch Jack's or perhaps someone

lilies are beautiful,