Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2759 Brielle said with heartfelt relief, "Jerome, I'm truly grateful for the way you raised him. And Andrew's charm is something ordinary people can't compete with. Whether he was dealing with me or with peers like Eric, he always handled everything flawlessly and won everyone over." Jerome completely agreed. "That's right. Andy's charisma is absolutely undeniable. He has the natural presence of a leader." Those words made the two chiefs of the Lloyd family beam with pride. The Lloyd family's Dragon Prince was, to some extent, the family's signature.

Now that Andrew was already the internal pick to become the Lloyd royal family's successor and next patriarch, they naturally loved hearing others praise him. It was as if their faces shone along with him. "Mr. Thornton, Madam Baxter, come join us for a drink," one of the chiefs said with a cheerful raise of his glass. Brielle and Jerome hurried to return the gesture. The atmosphere grew warmer and livelier. As time passed, Amari showed up with Madeline. At that point, ---- most of Andrew's friends and close family had already arrived.

Donovan stayed away out of concern for his status; if he came in person, none of the younger Lloyds would have dared to have fun. While Andrew's side was filled with laughter and clinking glasses, another group quietly entered Chetvine at dusk. More than a dozen luxury cars drove down the long street, crossed the entire town, and finally stopped at an unremarkable manor on the outskirts. This was Guillermo's private estate. The moment the lead car stopped, the men waiting outside stepped forward to open the door with deep respect.

"Sir, welcome to Chetvine!" A tall man with snow-white hair stepped out, his expression as cold as ice. "Where's Guillermo?" The person opening the door was not some low-level underling. It was Lorenzo, Guillermo's right hand. Yet, in front of this white- haired man, Lorenzo felt insignificant, and he was trembling with fear. ---- "Sir, Mr. Vazquez is inside waiting for you," he said. The white-haired man strode toward the manor with long, heavy steps and let out a mocking laugh. He said, "Guillermo really thinks highly of himself.

I've arrived to discuss major matters, yet he still has time to hide inside." Jose, who was standing by the entrance, quickly stepped in to explain. "Sir, you misunderstood. Mr. Vazquez isn't intentionally avoiding you. He's currently entertaining guests who arrived earlier." The white-haired man's mocking expression deepened. "So, you're saying Mr. Vazquez thinks those guests outrank me?" The question made Jose panic. "No, that's not what | meant..." The white-haired man shoved him aside with one hand. "Move! You should know that | hate it when someone stands in my way.

Guillermo, get your ass here. | have arrived." He stepped into the manor and shouted, completely dominating the scene Jose, though only lightly shoved, felt the sting of the insult. The damage was not physical, but the humiliation was real. Yet, even someone as proud as Jose, someone who was only a few steps away from becoming a martial god, did not dare show ---- anger in front of this man. It was all because this white-haired figure was one of the most powerful leaders and strongest warriors in Holtrien.

He was Julius Bowen, the infamous and merciless leader of the Divine Alchemists, a true, battle-hardened martial god. Compared to him, Jose was nothing. Lorenzo quickly walked up and stood beside him. He whispered, "Forget it. Mr. Bowen is Mr. Vazquez's honored guest. Not even Mr. Vazquez would dare offend him." Jose's expression was dark, though he kept his head down to hide it. In a voice barely above a murmur, he said, "Don't worry. I'm not stupid enough to challenge him over something this small.

But once | reach the martial god level, I'll make sure to settle today's score with this big, mighty Mr. Bowen." Lorenzo only shook his head. He did not bother arguing, but he did not believe it for a second. Julius was not just any martial god. He had stepped into that level years ago and had far surpassed the ordinary standard. If nothing unexpected happened, Jose would have to spend the rest of his life respecting Bowen.