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Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

Noah, a highschooler was struggling due to his family's poverty and his father's declining health. Despite that, he was content with his life... Until he visited his girl, trying to surprise her with a gift. "~~~" Muffled sounds came out of her room as he stood at the door. "She is... cheating on me?" Just as Noah is about to confront her, a mysterious robotic voice echoes in his mind: [Ding! Congratulations to the host binding the Ultimate Choice System!] Option 1: Enter the room. [$100 Reward and a green hat] Option 2: Leave the house and break up later. [Rolls Royce Phantom and Basic-Driving Skill Reward] Option 3: Marry her mother. [Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, Intermediate-Driving Skill and $10,000 Reward] "Naturally, option 3." He grinned. ________ Disclaimer: 'Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!' is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book may reference real companies and organizations, but these references are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to depict the actual conduct or involvement of these entities. The use of these names and references is not meant to harm, defame, or discredit these companies or organizations.

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Accusations

As the day dragged on, the scene seemed to replay in every classroom. In each subject, the results from the mock exams were handed out, and as Ms. Elara had said, Noah had aced them. The science teacher, standing tall at the front of the room, read out the top scorers for biology, chemistry, and physics with a smile of admiration.

"Noah, 100 out of 100. Full marks again," she announced, and the class barely murmured this time. The initial shock had worn off, and though disbelief still lingered in a few corners of the room, most of the students had come to accept that Noah had somehow ascended to academic greatness.

 Some students rolled their eyes, others whispered amongst themselves, but no one dared say anything aloud.

That is until the girl with the ponytail—her name was Claire—spoke up during the last class, the science class.