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.

in the audience finalized their decision. The women lined up on stage, their eyes fixed on the darkness below, filled with anticipation. They knew that Jack would choose

He was the epitome of a charming

to his allure, making him highly sought after, even

women, his gaze sweeping over them before stopping in front of one wearing a

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

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

blushed

course," she 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

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

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

froze for a moment, her face turning crimson as realization dawned on her. "Yes... I understand. I'll

couldn't hide their disappointment as she left. However, their spirits lifted

refreshing. Truly a

white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure

hastily interjected, "Mr. Finch, I don't mind waiting for you

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

the fact that others would be interested in her.

can I? How about we also have

woman eagerly responded, "Of course. I'll be waiting, Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further instruction, she eagerly stepped down from the stage, following

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

someone else's attention. Encouraged, they

the lilies are