The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 166

Seeing his distraction, Jewel’s lips curved slightly. Her fingertips traced the bridge of his nose, then the sharp line of his jaw, and finally pinched his chin. 

Jewel gazed into Julien’s blue eyes. They looked like a calm, boundless sea-the kind that made people want to drown in them. 

Julien, however, kept his expression controlled, forcing himself to endure the discomfort flooding his body. Everywhere Jewel touched felt unbearable. 

He couldn’t tolerate being touched by any female other than Rosalie. He nearly wanted to snap her fingers one by one. 

Suppressing the dark thoughts in his mind, he asked, “Ms. Jewel, what do you need?” 

Jewel let out a soft laugh. “Your eyes are beautiful.” 

As she spoke, she leaned closer, and Julien’s expression changed instantly. He stepped back sharply, retreating two steps. 

The impatience in his eyes was impossible to hide. Jewel froze for a moment, then anger surged uncontrollably. 

Who did he think he was, daring to reject her touch? This was an honor she was giving him. She was willing to favor him, and he dared to refuse? 

If she hadn’t saved him and his brother, they might have died without a trace. 

Jewel clenched her teeth. The humiliation she’d endured over the past few days boiled over into rage. 

Her eyes burned red, stripped of her usual elegance and composure. 

She pulled out the vine whip at her waist. It was woven from dried tendons, tough and flexible, snapping through the air with a sharp hiss. 

The whip was a sickly green tinged with black and carried an unpleasant stench. 

Jewel shouted harshly, “Bow to me!” 

Julien stared at her, his back straight and unyielding. 

Jewel let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, tore open Julien’s shirt, and lashed his back several times without mercy. 

In an instant, winding streaks of blood spread across Julien’s back. 

He didn’t make a sound, never once gasping or crying out in pain, standing straight the entire time. 

Sixto was sneaking around on Rosalie’s rooftop, spying, when Julien grabbed him by the neck and dragged him down. 

Sixto yelped, “What are you doing, trying to scare me to death?” 

Julien looked terrible. He’d searched all night. The wounds on his back had gone untreated and were already infected. His face was alarmingly red, his body burning with fever. 

Still, seeing the suspicion in Sixto’s eyes, Julien took a deep breath, suppressing the violence in his gaze, and asked, “What’s your assignment? Ms. Jewel sent me to help you.” 

Sixto shook off Julien’s hand, clearly irritated. 

Ever since the two brothers were brought back, Jewel had ignored everyone else. 

In the past, when they did well, Jewel always gave small rewards. Sometimes she would hold their hands, sometimes pat their heads. 

But now, all of Jewel’s attention was on those two, without a single scrap left for anyone else. 

Sixto was jealous beyond measure. With Jewel not around, he had no intention of showing Julien any courtesy at all.