Beastmen Kings At My Feet [Reverse Harem] - Chapter 66: Chapter 66
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Matthew gently rested his forehead against Veronica's, his eyes flickering with a swirl of emotions, as if trying to read the thoughts buried deep in her heart.
His fingers ran slowly through her hair, his touch light and tender, as if trying to soothe her unease.
"You really do have a way of saying exactly what I don't want to hear," Matthew whispered, his voice helpless and somewhat loving.
He wasn't truly blaming her. It was just that her words always hit a nerve in him, leaving him unable to stay calm.
Veronica sighed. "I was just being honest. I know the Holland family and the Fraser family have been at odds lately. I'm in a tough spot—stuck in the middle—and I hate seeing you two at each other's throats."
Matthew took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's not just the feud and competition between our families that's caused a rift between Joshua and me. Those are just external factors. The real reason is I'm jealous of him."
He lowered his head, his voice low and trembling as if he was fighting to let out something he'd kept locked away. "I'm jealous of him, Veronica. I'm jealous of how good you are to him."
Veronica was shocked into silence by Matthew's words. She'd never imagined Matthew, who always seemed so composed and like he didn't care about anything, would actually feel that way.
Matthew continued, "I know I shouldn't be jealous, but I can't help it. I'm jealous that you care about him and protect him—not me. I'm jealous that he gets to be by your side, while I can't even get close to you."
In a tone filled with warmth and resolve, Veronica said, "Matthew, you're my friend and just as important to me. If you were ever in danger, I wouldn't even hesitate to protect you. I'd never let you get hurt."
After saying these words, Veronica didn't push Matthew away like she had before; she reached out and gently wrapped her arms around him, even though his tendrils were still coiled around her body.
Matthew relished Veronica's embrace, but as he turned his head, a mischievous glint flickered in his eyes, as if he was hatching some cunning plan.
A sly, confident smile tugged at his lips as he murmured to himself, "So gullible. I knew that soft heart of yours would get in the way."
He knew all too well—Veronica couldn't stand to see anyone acting pitiful. She always caved to kindness, never threats.
What Veronica didn't know was that after this brief, affectionate moment, Matthew would change completely and head straight for the Interstellar Political Center and start something it had never witnessed before.
In the vast corridors of the Interstellar Political Center, Matthew walked with purpose, eyes sharp and focused. He knew that to gain everything he desired, he had to start by seizing the highest power on this planet.
Matthew acted swiftly and decisively. Drawing on his deep political knowledge and razor-sharp instincts, he orchestrated various plans behind the scenes.
Using the rivalries and clashing interests between the various factions to his advantage, he quietly chipped away at their power, clearing the path for his own rise.
In this process, Matthew showed not only remarkable political acumen but also unwavering determination and the courage to act decisively.
He understood better than anyone that in the world of interstellar politics, where competition and challenges abounded, only those who kept pushing forward and kept surpassing their limits had a shot at truly taking control.
Matthew's drastic actions naturally attracted the attention of others.
In a bright, spacious conference room within the interstellar Political Center, soft lighting bathed everyone's face, casting an atmosphere that was both serious and mysterious.
A female, dressed in an elegant interstellar uniform, sat on one side of the conference table, one leg crossed over the other. She looked both relaxed and thoughtful.
Her eyes stayed fixed on the galactic map spread across the table, as if pondering some important strategic issue. "Matthew's recent moves have been quite something," she said slowly and meaningfully.
Her words instantly caught the attention of the others in the room. They all turned toward her, eager to hear what she thought about Matthew, who had recently made waves on the interstellar political stage.
Sitting across the table, another female, also dressed in an interstellar uniform, shook her head slightly and said, "Yeah, that guy really doesn't know his place, acting so boldly here. Does he really think he can gain a foothold here? He's basically digging his own grave."
"Is that so?" The first female let out a soft chuckle, as if amused by Matthew's ambition. "The Holland family has been making some moves recently, too, hasn't it? Looks like they're also looking for opportunities to expand their influence. Could they be gearing up to compete with the Fraser family?"
"That's right." The second female nodded, confirming the first female's guess. "The Holland and Fraser families have been at each other's throats behind the scenes, fighting for more resources and influence."
The first female looked quite interested in the upcoming clash. She said with clear interest, "Then I'm guessing the Holland family would be very interested in getting rid of Matthew. If they eliminate this potential rival, expanding their reach would get a whole lot easier."
As soon as she finished speaking, a wave of murmurs rippled through the room.
It was clear her words had struck a nerve with the others. Everyone present began to speculate on how the upcoming interstellar showdown would play out.
The secret talks between the Interstellar Political Center and the Holland family began quietly on a silent night. A representative from the Center proposed the plan to assassinate Matthew to the Holland family with utmost caution.
Matthew's recent arrogant behavior had made many forces uneasy. The Holland family was no exception. They knew exactly how dangerous Matthew could be and how crucial this mission was.
For them, this was a perfect opportunity to not only eliminate a potential threat but also demonstrate their own strength. Therefore, they immediately agreed to the Center's proposal and began preparing for the assassination.
Therefore, they immediately agreed to the Center's proposal and began preparing for the assassination.
The two sides met several times at a secret location, working out every detail of the operation. They studied Matthew's schedule, daily habits, and potential security measures, determined to create a perfect plan.
However, Joshua and Juliette remained completely unaware of the plan. In their minds, the political arena was meant to be a place of open and honorable competition, where victory should come through intellect and strategy—not through something as disgraceful as assassination.
Joshua and Juliette—both key players in interstellar politics—had always looked down on underhanded methods like assassination.
Their approach had consistently been open and honorable. They believed in winning through intelligence, never stooping to shady tactics.
The Holland family was large, with countless members of differing personalities. Many of them believed that as long as the goal was achieved, the means didn't matter.
Though the Interstellar Political Center appeared peaceful, it was full of hidden dangers. Various factions clashed, and both open and secret plots unfolded one after another.
Factions clashed, and both open and secret plots unfolded one after another.
His fingers ran slowly through her hair, his touch light and tender, as if trying to soothe her unease.
"You really do have a way of saying exactly what I don't want to hear," Matthew whispered, his voice helpless and somewhat loving.
He wasn't truly blaming her. It was just that her words always hit a nerve in him, leaving him unable to stay calm.
Veronica sighed. "I was just being honest. I know the Holland family and the Fraser family have been at odds lately. I'm in a tough spot—stuck in the middle—and I hate seeing you two at each other's throats."
Matthew took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's not just the feud and competition between our families that's caused a rift between Joshua and me. Those are just external factors. The real reason is I'm jealous of him."
He lowered his head, his voice low and trembling as if he was fighting to let out something he'd kept locked away. "I'm jealous of him, Veronica. I'm jealous of how good you are to him."
Veronica was shocked into silence by Matthew's words. She'd never imagined Matthew, who always seemed so composed and like he didn't care about anything, would actually feel that way.
Matthew continued, "I know I shouldn't be jealous, but I can't help it. I'm jealous that you care about him and protect him—not me. I'm jealous that he gets to be by your side, while I can't even get close to you."
In a tone filled with warmth and resolve, Veronica said, "Matthew, you're my friend and just as important to me. If you were ever in danger, I wouldn't even hesitate to protect you. I'd never let you get hurt."
After saying these words, Veronica didn't push Matthew away like she had before; she reached out and gently wrapped her arms around him, even though his tendrils were still coiled around her body.
Matthew relished Veronica's embrace, but as he turned his head, a mischievous glint flickered in his eyes, as if he was hatching some cunning plan.
A sly, confident smile tugged at his lips as he murmured to himself, "So gullible. I knew that soft heart of yours would get in the way."
He knew all too well—Veronica couldn't stand to see anyone acting pitiful. She always caved to kindness, never threats.
What Veronica didn't know was that after this brief, affectionate moment, Matthew would change completely and head straight for the Interstellar Political Center and start something it had never witnessed before.
In the vast corridors of the Interstellar Political Center, Matthew walked with purpose, eyes sharp and focused. He knew that to gain everything he desired, he had to start by seizing the highest power on this planet.
Matthew acted swiftly and decisively. Drawing on his deep political knowledge and razor-sharp instincts, he orchestrated various plans behind the scenes.
Using the rivalries and clashing interests between the various factions to his advantage, he quietly chipped away at their power, clearing the path for his own rise.
In this process, Matthew showed not only remarkable political acumen but also unwavering determination and the courage to act decisively.
He understood better than anyone that in the world of interstellar politics, where competition and challenges abounded, only those who kept pushing forward and kept surpassing their limits had a shot at truly taking control.
Matthew's drastic actions naturally attracted the attention of others.
In a bright, spacious conference room within the interstellar Political Center, soft lighting bathed everyone's face, casting an atmosphere that was both serious and mysterious.
A female, dressed in an elegant interstellar uniform, sat on one side of the conference table, one leg crossed over the other. She looked both relaxed and thoughtful.
Her eyes stayed fixed on the galactic map spread across the table, as if pondering some important strategic issue. "Matthew's recent moves have been quite something," she said slowly and meaningfully.
Her words instantly caught the attention of the others in the room. They all turned toward her, eager to hear what she thought about Matthew, who had recently made waves on the interstellar political stage.
Sitting across the table, another female, also dressed in an interstellar uniform, shook her head slightly and said, "Yeah, that guy really doesn't know his place, acting so boldly here. Does he really think he can gain a foothold here? He's basically digging his own grave."
"Is that so?" The first female let out a soft chuckle, as if amused by Matthew's ambition. "The Holland family has been making some moves recently, too, hasn't it? Looks like they're also looking for opportunities to expand their influence. Could they be gearing up to compete with the Fraser family?"
"That's right." The second female nodded, confirming the first female's guess. "The Holland and Fraser families have been at each other's throats behind the scenes, fighting for more resources and influence."
The first female looked quite interested in the upcoming clash. She said with clear interest, "Then I'm guessing the Holland family would be very interested in getting rid of Matthew. If they eliminate this potential rival, expanding their reach would get a whole lot easier."
As soon as she finished speaking, a wave of murmurs rippled through the room.
It was clear her words had struck a nerve with the others. Everyone present began to speculate on how the upcoming interstellar showdown would play out.
The secret talks between the Interstellar Political Center and the Holland family began quietly on a silent night. A representative from the Center proposed the plan to assassinate Matthew to the Holland family with utmost caution.
Matthew's recent arrogant behavior had made many forces uneasy. The Holland family was no exception. They knew exactly how dangerous Matthew could be and how crucial this mission was.
For them, this was a perfect opportunity to not only eliminate a potential threat but also demonstrate their own strength. Therefore, they immediately agreed to the Center's proposal and began preparing for the assassination.
Therefore, they immediately agreed to the Center's proposal and began preparing for the assassination.
The two sides met several times at a secret location, working out every detail of the operation. They studied Matthew's schedule, daily habits, and potential security measures, determined to create a perfect plan.
However, Joshua and Juliette remained completely unaware of the plan. In their minds, the political arena was meant to be a place of open and honorable competition, where victory should come through intellect and strategy—not through something as disgraceful as assassination.
Joshua and Juliette—both key players in interstellar politics—had always looked down on underhanded methods like assassination.
Their approach had consistently been open and honorable. They believed in winning through intelligence, never stooping to shady tactics.
The Holland family was large, with countless members of differing personalities. Many of them believed that as long as the goal was achieved, the means didn't matter.
Though the Interstellar Political Center appeared peaceful, it was full of hidden dangers. Various factions clashed, and both open and secret plots unfolded one after another.
Factions clashed, and both open and secret plots unfolded one after another.
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