Lucian's cold gaze swept over the audience.
"There is something you all need to understand about Vincent Blackwood."
He turned his eyes toward Vincent, who stood at ease, hands in his pockets, watching silently.
"Vincent gave up his throne. You all know this. But what you do not know is… the true measure of his mind."
He paused.
"Vincent Blackwood's current IQ is 600."
💬 "Six—WHAT?!"
đź’¬ "That's impossible!!"
đź’¬ "No human in history has ever reached that level!"
The shock was immeasurable.
But Lucian wasn't finished.
"When Vincent was born, his IQ was already 400. Double that of my own."
The weight of that statement crushed the air from the room.
Lucian Vasiliev—the most brilliant businessman, a man whose IQ alone had made him the richest man on Earth— was saying that Vincent had doubled his intelligence at birth.
And then, his next words sent another earthquake through history.
"And my daughter… is the same."
đź’¬ "Wait, WHAT?!"
đź’¬ "Anastasia too?!"
💬 "Does that mean…?"
Lucian nodded.
"Yes. Anastasia Raventhorn Vasiliev and Vincent Blackwood are the only two people in history to have minds beyond human comprehension. And now, my daughter sits on the throne."
A stunned hush settled over the world.
In one statement, Lucian had changed the very hierarchy of power.
Two beings—Anastasia and Vincent—stood at the peak of intelligence.
And nothing in the world could oppose them.
But the greatest shock of the night was still to come.
Because now—Vincent Blackwood's gift was next.