The pill was no more than a few grams, and it was even lighter after it was cut in half. If anything, Helena's cutting was so close to the middle that it made it even harder to measure, so trying to decide if one was lighter needed precision scales.

Harrison weighed both halves in his palm for a long while, but he couldn't feel any difference.

His gut swelling with regret, he sighed audibly, "If I knew this would happen, I would have just brought a pocket weighing scale…"

Helena smiled. "There's really no reason to get so fussy, Mr. Rothschild. Both halves are pretty much the same."

Harrison nodded but said, "I agree, but if this pill is 10 grams, that means each gram is worth 5 billion dollars. It's probably the most expensive object known to exist, so even if it's 0.1 gram, that's still 500 million…"

"That's true," Helena smiled and nodded. "But as much as it's wise to be calculative, there are times when one just has to take a leap of faith. In fact, a mentor I adore just told