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 the darkness below, filled with anticipation. They

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 in his

his public girlfriends added to his allure, making him highly sought after,

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

rose looks stunning on you," he

if recalling who had chosen the "red rose" before letting a smile spread across his face.

blushed

felt she had made the right choice with the red rose, believing that Jack favored boldness and passion.

don't mind waiting, Mr. Finch," she responded eagerly. She would wait as long as it took to be with him, believing it would give her a chance to win him

her to follow the helper to

was about to leave when Jack leaned close to her ear and

turning crimson as realization dawned on her. "Yes...

left. However, their spirits lifted when Jack's

Truly a breath of

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.

the woman hastily interjected, "Mr. Finch,

look of consideration. He

fact that others would be interested in her. After a moment of feigned uncertainty, he

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

Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further instruction, she eagerly

watched the scene with bated breath, realizing that even with one

perhaps someone else's attention. Encouraged, they began speaking up, one by

lilies