Cram had managed to hoard a considerable sum thanks to his womanizing and was hoping his son could take up the mantle.

Naturally, with the Rejuvenation Pill selling like hot cakes and the discovery that Helen’s ex- husband was the one who invented it, Cram tasked his son with getting the recipe from Helen.

That went south too.

“Look, Dad–Helen has no influence over Frank anyway,” Zeb said awkwardly.

“And she’s very careful, saying she’d only consider investments after her grandfather’s birthday…”

it. “Then work on Henry instead, and get the recipe soon.” “I know…” Zeb sighed–it seemed that he had

his training for the day–he would

a passion for antiques, which was why Frank had decided to choose one instead of

he only found counterfeits everywhere after

he could not give something

turned to the scornful voice to find Zeb standing there, holding a porcelain vase which looked like

great shareholder of Grande

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