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.

The women lined up on stage, their eyes fixed on the darkness below, filled with anticipation. They knew that

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

public girlfriends added to his

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

you,"

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

blushed

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 been hoping for. "But you'll have to wait a moment," Jack added, frowning

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

ahead," Jack instructed, signaling her to

woman nodded excitedly and was about to leave when Jack leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh, one more

moment, her face turning crimson as realization dawned on

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

pure and refreshing. Truly a breath of

white 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

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

look of consideration. He hadn't

ignore the fact that others would be interested in her.

I?

Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further instruction, she eagerly stepped

watched the scene with bated breath, realizing that even with one woman having been chosen, the

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

lilies are