The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 163

Without another word, Cameron moved. His figure blurred as he bolted outside after the fleeing man. The rest of the group showed no visible wounds, yet they were curled on the ground in agony. 

Henry always struck where no one could see, leaving pain that was unbearable. 

Monica had delivered her message and kept up the act of having fallen out with Rosalie, storming angrily toward the street. 

Rosalie followed shortly after, heading home as well. Along the way, Cameron carried someone over his shoulder. It was the beastman who had tried to escape earlier. 

When they returned, Gael and Julien were rushing to finish the last two rooms. Seeing Rosalie and the others come back, they stopped what they were doing and stared at the man on Cameron’s shoulder. 

Once the captive was secured, Rosalie handed him to Leon for questioning. Leon knew exactly what she wanted to learn. 

It wasn’t until nightfall that Leon finally pushed the door open and shook his head. 

Rosalie hadn’t expected it, but no matter how Leon threatened or tempted him, the beastman refused to reveal a single thing about Jewel. 

Leon did manage to confirm one thing. The beastman was deeply infatuated with Jewel, though he wasn’t her husband. 

Rosalie stood in front of him. The beastman glared at her, furious. “Jewel is the greatest female in the world. How could a male like me ever be worthy of her?” 

As he spoke, his feverish gaze turned to Leon. “But you’re not bad. You’d be worthy of being Ms. Jewel’s husband.” 

Leon looked disgusted, clearly unwilling to let that name be associated with him. 

“I already have a Matriarch. Don’t lump me in with trash like that.” 

The beastman froze in disbelief, then erupted in rage. 

He lunged forward, only to be yanked back by the ropes binding him. 

Gasping with anger, he shouted, “Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare insult Ms. Jewel!” 

Rosalie hadn’t expected his obsession with Jewel to be this extreme. He couldn’t tolerate a single unkind word about her. 

Just what had Jewel done to make so many beastmen loyal enough to risk their lives for her? 

Seeing how unstable he was and realizing they would get nothing more from him, Rosalie had no desire to listen to his screaming. She stuffed a cloth into his mouth. 

That very night, Gael and Julien changed into worn, tattered clothes and hid along Jewel’s usual route. 

They pretended to be beastmen cast out by their families, even giving themselves visible injuries to make the act convincing and lure Jewel in. 

From Rosalie’s observations, Jewel needed beastmen to work for her, but she clearly favored good-looking ones. 

Sure enough, Jewel hesitated at first, but the moment she saw the brothers’ striking faces, she immediately softened and warmly brought them back to her home. 

The first step of the plan, infiltration, was a complete success. 

The next day, when Jewel made another grand appearance, two breathtaking beastmen followed behind her, one cold and detached, the other proud and aloof. 

With a casual wave of her hand, Jewel had Gael bend his back and kneel beside her, listening closely as she whispered in his ear. He smiled at just the right moments. 

But it was all an act. Where Jewel couldn’t see, Gael’s burning gaze stayed fixed on Rosalie not far away.