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.

performance concluded, each person in the audience finalized their decision. The women lined up on stage, their

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

generous with his public girlfriends added to his allure,

in front of

stunning on you," he said, his voice low

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

blushed with

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

it

instructed, signaling her to follow

excitedly and was about to leave when Jack leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh, one more thing... I prefer dim lighting. Do

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

left. However, their spirits lifted when Jack's gaze swept over

so pure and refreshing. Truly a breath of fresh air," Jack mused,

in her hair 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.

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

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

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

I? How about

waiting for further instruction, she eagerly stepped down from

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

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

the lilies are beautiful,