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.

each person in the audience finalized their decision. The women lined up on stage, their eyes fixed on the darkness below, filled with anticipation. They knew that Jack

Jack ascended the stage, his relaxed demeanor and striking looks made the women's hearts race. He was the epitome of a charming

girlfriends added to his allure,

sweeping over them before stopping in front of one wearing a red rose in her hair. He smiled, his

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

the "red rose" before letting a smile spread across his

woman blushed with

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

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

her to follow the helper to a

Jack leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh,

crimson as realization dawned on her. "Yes... I understand. I'll wait for you, Mr. Finch,"

stage couldn't hide their disappointment as she left. However, their spirits lifted when Jack's gaze

Truly a breath of fresh air," Jack mused, appearing

white jasmine for the same reason! It's so pure and refreshing,"

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

with a look of consideration.

he nevertheless couldn't ignore the fact that others would be interested in her. After

I can hardly refuse now, can I? How about we

responded, "Of course. I'll be waiting, Mr. Finch." Without waiting for further

realizing that even with one woman having been chosen, the game

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

lilies are