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.

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

He was the epitome of a charming and successful young man, holding a significant position in his family's business

to his allure, making him highly sought

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

rose looks stunning on you," he said, his

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

woman blushed with

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. "But you'll have to wait a moment," Jack added, frowning

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

to follow the helper

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

as realization dawned on her. "Yes...

their spirits lifted

so pure and refreshing. Truly a

up with hope. "I love white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and refreshing," she

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

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

that others would be interested in her. After a moment of feigned

can I? How about we also

eagerly responded, "Of course. I'll be waiting, Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further

even with one woman having been chosen, the game was far from

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

Finch, the lilies are beautiful,