Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2726

Jose was standing outside with his arms crossed. "Lorenzo, did Mr. Vazquez chew you out? You look terrible."

His chuckle clearly hinted that he was enjoying this.

Lorenzo's expression darkened as he grunted, "He didn't exactly yell at me, but he did hold me accountable."

Jose chuckled. "Don't take it to heart. That kid does have some guts. Besides, our goal was to get Mikayla out, not to kill him. Otherwise, I would've stepped in. You know I'm not afraid of Sheena and the others showing up. If we really fought, I could've taken down at least two of them."

Lorenzo did not doubt it because Jose was Guillermo's strongest fighter for a reason.

He replied, "What I hate is that the Owens family lost a golden chance to rise into the noble houses. I'm going to make him pay for this humiliation."

Jose dropped his arms and said thoughtfully, "I agree, we can't let him live. I don't care whether his energy core still has seals on it or not. That brat had the nerve to look down on me, and that alone is enough reason. He's got to go."

Lorenzo said coldly, "I'm going back first, and I'm not letting this matter slide."

Jose nodded. "You can try probing him. Just don't let your guard down."

Lorenzo frowned. "Relax. I won't die before you do. Did you forget? That's what Mr. Vazquez said."

Jose's face instantly turned stormy.

Guillermo had once made an unsettling remark: between Lorenzo and Jose, his two strongest men, Jose would die first.

Back then, Jose brushed it off completely, while Lorenzo believed it but did not think it mattered much. After all, they were the same age, and everyone died eventually.

Jose would grow old someday and die naturally, and he would just outlive him a little.

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When Lorenzo returned to the Owens residence, he immediately went to see Mikayla. After returning to Chetvine, Mikayla had scrubbed herself clean from head to toe and changed into pristine, elegant clothes.

Even so, she still could not sit still. The trip to the Advanced Medical Institute had left her with a deep psychological trauma.

"Andrew, is this for real?"

Andrew shot him a glare. "What do you think I suffered at the Advanced Medical Institute for? These alchemists are in your hands from now on. Amari, remember, they're VIP guests, not subordinates, so treat them accordingly."

Amari gave a sly grin. "Andrew, I'm an alchemist too. You don't need to tell me how to treat these precious gems. A low-tier boss suppresses and drains his workers, a mid-tier boss bribes them with empty promises and bonuses. But me? I'm top-tier."

He continued, "These alchemists are just like my siblings. As long as they make the elixirs that put Medicine God's Covenant on the map, I'll treat them like royalty."

Andrew laughed. "Don't be dramatic. There are some talented alchemists among them, and talented people tend to be proud. So you can't spoil them too much. Sometimes you need to show a little authority."

Amari nodded. "Fair enough."

Andrew then asked, "How are things with the Webster family? You and Madeline… did you decide anything about the wedding?"

Amari's face turned red as he glanced around and lowered his voice. "According to Mrs. Langley Senior, we're too old for a wedding. She thinks it'd be embarrassing."