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

relaxed demeanor and striking looks made the women's hearts race. He was the epitome of a

to his allure, making

front of one wearing a red rose

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

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 on the

blushed

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,

eagerly. She would wait as long as it took to be with him,

ahead," Jack instructed, signaling her to follow the helper

and was about to leave when Jack leaned close to her

for a moment, her face turning crimson as realization dawned on her. "Yes...

their spirits

so pure and refreshing. Truly a

with hope. "I love white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and refreshing," she quickly said, eager to catch his favor. "But..."

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

at her, masking a smirk of disdain with a look of consideration. He hadn't even

he nevertheless couldn't ignore the fact that others would be

I? How about we also have

Finch." Without waiting for further

breath, realizing that even with one woman having

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

the lilies