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 eyes fixed on the darkness below, filled

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

public girlfriends added to

stopping in front

red rose looks stunning on you," he said,

if recalling who had chosen the "red rose" before letting a smile spread across his face. "May I invite you

woman 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 wait

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

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

about to leave when Jack leaned close to her ear and

dawned on her. "Yes...

spirits lifted when Jack's gaze swept over them again before

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

jasmine flower in her hair perked up, her face lighting up with hope. "I love white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and

she might miss her chance, the woman hastily interjected, "Mr. Finch, I

consideration. He

he nevertheless couldn't ignore the fact that others would

can hardly refuse now, can I? How about we also have a

for further instruction, she eagerly stepped down from the

even with one woman having

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

Finch, the lilies

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