Mr. Smith's Trillion Dollar System

Chapter 8

"Uhmm…" Richard furrowed his brows, unsure of what to say since he didn't know how to cure the old man.

But then, considering the system said he was being poisoned constantly, he guessed the reason no expert had cured him was because once they did, he'd just get poisoned again.

If anything, he pitied the man for the amount of pain he had to go through though he was quite curious about the story behind this.

"Did you come and try your luck because of the competition my father put out?" The blond lady suddenly asked.

Richard raised a brow. "Competition?"

What was she talking about?... Richard couldn't help but wonder.

Just then, the black phone in his hand vibrated, drawing his attention to it.

He glanced at it to find that a message had entered.

[The Dawson family, under the name of Lawrence Dawson, issued a competition that offers 10% of the company shares as well as an estate and a portion of their profits for the next 10 years.]

Richard's eyes widened as he saw this, clearly astound