The Immortunol formula would definitely be his soon.

"You're mistaken. I don't mean it that way." Roderick uttered calmly.

"Huh?" Phineas was puzzled. "What do you mean, then?"

"Both of you are here to borrow my money, aren't you?" Roderick asked back instead of answering.

Phineas let out a sheepish laugh. "Our family ran into some trouble recently, and we need some money to turn things around. That's why we've come to you, Mr. Brooks."

"How much do you need?"

"About three billion dollars?"

"Thr