From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare

Chapter 336

The dimly lit chamber was alive with a thick tension, flickering candlelight casting moving shadows across the rough-hewn stone walls.

The men of the clan sat around the long table, their faces a hardened array of scars, grim looks, and fierce loyalty.

At the head of the table, Gerald leaned forward, his piercing gaze sweeping over each man, commanding their undivided attention. Silence settled like a heavy cloak as Gerald prepared to speak.

When he finally did, his voice was low but rang with unmistakable authority, each word carrying a weight that demanded respect.

“Gentlemen,” he began, pausing just long enough to hold their focus. “The time we’ve waited for, worked for, is nearly upon us. The dream that has driven us is closer than it’s ever been. And I need each of you prepared, body and mind.”

A ripple of excitement surged through the men, and they shifted in their seats, exchanging eager glances, fists curling and unclenching as if preparing for what lay ahead.

But Gerald w