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.

decision. The women lined up on stage, their eyes fixed on the darkness below, filled

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

for being generous with his public girlfriends added to his allure, making him highly sought after,

in front of one wearing a red rose in her hair. He smiled, his eyes glinting

red rose looks stunning on you," he said, his voice low

who had chosen the "red rose" before letting a smile spread across his face. "May I invite you for a drink?" he asked, fixing

blushed with

replied, a 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 a drink from him was precisely the opportunity she had been hoping for.

waiting, Mr. Finch," she responded eagerly. She would wait as long as it took to be with him, believing it would give

ahead," Jack instructed, signaling her to

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

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

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,"

hope. "I love white jasmine for the same reason! It's so

she might miss her chance, the woman hastily interjected, "Mr. Finch,

look of consideration. He hadn't even set the trap, and she was

the fact that others would be

I can hardly refuse now, can I? How about we also have

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

with bated breath, realizing that even

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

the lilies are