The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 171

She had just ordered Sixto to poison the rice bin, and now she had shot herself in the foot with that plan. 

The rice was placed right in front of Jewel. Steam rose from the plate, brushing her face, and she shot to her feet, instinctively holding her breath. Terror flashed across her expression. 

She stared wide-eyed at Rosalie, her mind racing to guess what Rosalie was up to. Did Rosalie know about the poisoning? Was this some kind of warning? 

Unable to stand it, Jewel turned to leave. She was almost out the door when Rosalie’s icy voice cut through the air. “If you walk out now, don’t ever come looking for me again. 

“Even if you slaughter everyone in the city, I still won’t tell you the method for growing rice.” 

Jewel froze, then slowly sat back down. 

Rosalie smiled and scooped a big plate of rice, setting it in front of Jewel. 

With that same smile, eyes curved so her expression was unreadable, she picked up a spoonful of skillet pork and peppers, took a bite, and watched Jewel stiffen. “Go on, eat. Why aren’t you eating?” 

Jewel forced a laugh. “I don’t have much of an appetite. You go ahead.” 

Rosalie disagreed at once. “If you want to know how rice is processed, you’ll have to taste it first.” 

Jewel still wouldn’t budge. Rosalie slammed her spoon down with a bang. 

“I’m willing to teach you how to grow rice and even invited you for a meal, but you act so insincere. If you won’t eat, then please leave.” 

Jewel felt like crying. If she had known Rosalie would actually agree, she would never have tried to poison her. 

But “the mission” was at stake, so she had to grit her teeth and pick up the spoon. She took a spoonful of the pork and peppers Rosalie had just eaten. 

The moment the spicy peppers hit her nose, Jewel started to cough violently, tears and drool streaming down her face. 

Rosalie watched her coldly. She’d deliberately picked the hottest pepper, soaking the meat in the pepper juice before frying it. It was no surprise Jewel choked. 

But Rosalie figured it served her right. After all, Jewel was the one scheming against her. 

Julien and Gael couldn’t care less about Jewel’s misery-they just stood where they were. 

“What are you doing?” 

Now Jewel was truly panicking. How was a single woman supposed to fight someone as strong as Micah? 

But Rosalie wasn’t interested in making her fight Micah. 

She just picked up a spoon and shoved it into Jewel’s hand, staring at the rice, and ordered, “Eat the rice.” 

Jewel gripped the spoon tightly, Rosalie’s cold stare on one side, Sixto’s pitiful screams on the other. Her heart pounded so hard she thought it might burst from her chest. 

Her palm grew slick with sweat as she lifted a spoonful of rice to her lips, but she still couldn’t bring herself to eat it. 

Rosalie didn’t say a word. She just kept watching. 

Finally, under that unbearable pressure, Jewel snapped. She threw down the spoon, overturned the plate. The plate rolled across the floor, sending rice flying everywhere, smeared with dirt. and dust.