Rise Of The Disrespected Trillionaire Heir

161 — THE CONFERENCE ROOM

Luke paused for a few seconds, his brain whirling with shock.

“How’s that even possible? How come my powers only manifested now?”

Mason nodded.

“I’ll tell you why. When Malcolm and his army revolted, they were already pre-informed, all of us were informed actually, that a chosen one will be born and he will lead and win the war against the opposition. We were all given a sign — on the night of your birth, a thunderstorm would rage throughout the night and well into half of the next day.

Prior to your birth, the ever rainy city of London had experienced a drought for years. Not a drought per se, but it had been ages since we had a proper thunderstorm.

I remember the night you were born like it was yesterday. It was a very dangerous time for Rydlings all over the world because the prophecy clearly stated that if a follower of Malcolm succeeded in killing the chosen one at birth, the Rydling clan would automatically be wiped out. Forever.”

Luke’s mouth dropped open.

“So every single Rydl