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 on

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

to his allure, making him highly sought after, even among

over them before stopping in front of one wearing a red

rose looks stunning on you," he said, his

spread across his face. "May I invite

woman blushed

victorious smile 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

responded eagerly. She would wait as long as it took to be

to follow

excitedly and was about to leave when Jack leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh, one

on her. "Yes... I understand. I'll wait for you, Mr. Finch,"

she left. However, their spirits lifted when Jack's

It's so pure and refreshing. Truly a breath

woman wearing a white 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 favor. "But..." Jack

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

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

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

I can hardly refuse now, can I?

Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further

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

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

lilies are