Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2703 A junior apprentice suddenly spoke up, his voice shaky as he said, "Elders, Mr. Owens Senior, Ms. Owens, I-| have an idea. | think the position of Director should be given to Mr. Owens Senior, at least for a trial run." The moment those words landed, Lorenzo immediately shut it down. "Absolutely not! | am unworthy, and besides, | am not even an official member of the Advanced Medical Institute, so this young man's proposal must not be taken seriously." The elders looked awkward, as though they wanted to speak but held back.

The apprentice said respectfully, "Then may | ask, Mr. Owens Senior, what level is your strength?" Lorenzo let out a regretful sigh and said, "| am incompetent and only reached the martial emperor level." The room instantly fell silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Lorenzo's humble bragging hardly needed any explanation, as it stood on its own. Martial Emperor was already far above anyone in the Institute, and even Quentin had never reached that height. The apprentice dropped to his knees with fiery eyes. "Mr. Owens ---- Senior, please be our Director.

Your capability and strength make you more suited than anyone else." One by one, the other apprentices followed him and got on their knees. "Please, Mr. Owens Senior, take the position. Please help the Advanced Medical Institute." Lorenzo hesitated and said, "I do wish to help, but my identity is still that of an external disciple, not a formal one." An elder, his expression conflicted, said, "There has never been a rule saying an external disciple cannot inherit the highest position. Mr.

Owens Senior, it seems destiny itself wants you to become our Director." The other elders felt extremely unwilling, and some were even irritated. However, they knew showing that now would only make them look foolish. They had no choice but to bow to the overwhelming momentum in Lorenzo's favor. "Please, Mr. Owens Senior. Accept the position." So, they began urging him, one after another. Mikayla could barely contain her joy because this was finally happening. Lorenzo's hands behind his back trembled twice as he realized he had finally maneuvered his way to the top.

He had fought, schemed, and worked so hard just to claim the Director's seat, and at last, it was within reach. In his heart, ---- Lorenzo proudly declared two words to himself, 'Hell yeah.' "I think you all should still reconsider," he said again, declining a second time. He wanted to mimic the ancient tradition of leaders declining three times before accepting, and the feeling was intoxicating. It was clearly his for the taking, yet he insisted on pushing it away, and everyone else had no choice but to keep begging him, which made the whole moment feel absolutely perfect.

Watching the apprentices kneel and the elders bow their heads, Lorenzo waited with a satisfied smile for the final round of pleas. Mikayla was so excited that she almost screamed, and her bright eyes sparkled with joy. Just then, a cold, mocking laugh came from outside. "Since Mr. Owens Senior keeps refusing the position, it's fine. | am back, so let me take over instead." Heavy footsteps followed as a large group approached. "And besides, you already said it yourself, you're just an outsider. If you're an outsider, then what the hell are you doing fighting for the Director's seat?

You should just step aside." Everyone inside the room froze for a second before their expressions shifted drastically. The smile on Lorenzo's face instantly stiffened, while Mikayla ---- felt her mind buzz as fury surged through her. She hated this so much that her heart nearly burst. Who the hell was this clown coming in to ruin everything now? She thought, 'If Dad didn't keep declining like that, this wouldn't have happened. He should have just said yes right away. Damn it, damn it, damnit...