Chapter 265 The Prophecies

Amelia straightened, letting her playful demeanor slip away. “I know who you are, Victor.” The Mayor raised an eyebrow, fishing for meaning. “Well… As the leader of the most powerful military-industrial city, I must say that many people are familiar with me. I don’t see why you wouldn’t—” “I’m not playing games, Victor Cromwell. Or must I call you Victor Damone?” The man’s expression hardened, but he did not respond immediately. Amelia smirked slightly. “Surprised? I know the prophecy, too—the Peerless Man with a Thousand Gifts. There’s no point denying it.“ The room went still. Victor stared at her for an entire minute silently. When he spoke, his voice was calm, but there was an edge to it. “What else do you know? Especially about the prophecy.” Amelia didn’t blink. “I know you’re part of the triad prophecies: The Gilded Man with a Thousand Lives, The Peerless Man with a Thousand Gifts, and Eve of a Thousand Wakes.” His fingers tapped once on the desk, a flicker of surprise crossing