Frederick Duncan’s aged face was as ugly as it could be.

Frederick had advanced gastric cancer. It was not easy for him to meet a god-like figure such as Master Rockefeller. It was akin to finding a ray of light in the darkness that was life, and it was also the last bit of hope he could cling onto. As the richest man in West California, his net worth was about trillions. Naturally, he didn’t want to die so soon. If he could extend his life with money, he’d be willing to use up half of his fami