Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 460

Jack lay spread-eagle on the bed. Even in the darkness, he felt utterly humiliated. Initially, he had felt confident in handling the situation, thinking he could play a game of resistance and domination with "Daisy." That was why he hadn't made any noise.

However, the situation was clearly getting out of hand.

Just as he thought of calling out for help, something was shoved into his mouth, gagging him completely. His tongue was pressed down, and his mouth was filled to the point where he could only make faint, muffled noises. Even if he could call out, it wouldn't travel very far.

Jack glared at the shadowy figure before him and finally realized that this person might not be "Daisy." The scent and presence were clearly that of a woman, but not the one he had expected. Panic began to set in as he tried to figure out who she was.

As expected, a woman's voice cut through the darkness. "I'm not the woman wearing the daisy from earlier but don't worry. I'll make sure you enjoy everything you prepared. We'll play every game you had in mind."

The voice was unfamiliar to Jack. Even though he knew for certain now that she wasn't "Daisy," she still hadn't revealed her identity.

He struggled against his restraints, his muffled protests growing more frantic as he tried to warn her of who he was.

Rose heard him and scoffed. "Are you trying to say you're a member of the Finch family, and if I dare to do anything to you, you won't let me off?"

Jack's muffled response was desperate, filled with a menacing edge. He was trying to convey that he would not only not let her go but also make her suffer in ways she couldn't imagine.

Rose couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Oh, Mr. Finch, you may have the support of both the Finch and Maize families, but what of it? Whatever consequences that may come, they'll come after tonight."

Nothing, not even the threat of powerful families, would stop Rose from carrying out her plan. For Yvonne, she was determined to make Jack pay.

Without giving Jack a chance to respond, a sudden rush of air cut through the darkness. The next moment, the sound of a whip cracking filled the room, striking Jack's chest.

He was stunned momentarily before the burning pain set in. He barely had time to react before another lash followed.

The room echoed with the sound of the whip and Jack's muffled cries of pain. As the lashes continued, Jack's attempts to stifle his voice gave way to louder, more desperate noises.

He knew shouting wouldn't bring help, but he hoped that making more noise and struggling against his restraints might draw attention.

He was right. While the sound wasn't loud enough to be heard throughout the villa, it was enough to reach the room next door.

In the adjacent room, a man glanced at the wall near the bed, momentarily taken aback before chuckling lowly.

"What's that noise, Mr. Finch?" a woman asked, puzzled by the sounds coming from the other side.

The man gladly accepted her addressing him as "Mr. Finch." After examining the wall, he withdrew his gaze and said, "It's nothing. Come. Let's have a drink."

All of Jack's friends were aware of Jack's peculiar tastes and didn't think much of the noises. They were used to his antics and assumed he was indulging in his usual escapades.

The man thought Jack's antics were particularly intense that day, which clearly indicated his immense delight with "Daisy."