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

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

being generous with his public girlfriends added to his allure, making him

along the line of women, his gaze sweeping over them before stopping in front of one wearing

on you," he said, his voice low

"red rose" before letting a smile spread across his face. "May

blushed

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. "But you'll have to

waiting, Mr. Finch," she responded eagerly. She would wait as long as it took

signaling her to follow the

her ear and whispered, "Oh, one more thing...

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

women on stage couldn't hide their disappointment as she left. However, their spirits lifted when Jack's gaze swept over them

a breath

in her hair perked up, her face lighting up with hope. "I love white jasmine for the

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

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

nevertheless couldn't ignore the fact that others would be

I? How about we

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

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

were still opportunities to catch Jack's or perhaps someone

Finch, the lilies