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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.

Risaliyah · Urban
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Anderson's Request

He walked to the door, his footsteps silent on the polished marble floor.

Opening it, he was met with the sight of Anderson, standing with his usual rigid posture. Despite the professionalism in his demeanour, there was a flicker of hesitance in Anderson's eyes.

"Boss," Anderson greeted, his voice steady but tinged with formality. "I hope I'm not disturbing your peace."

Noah's calm smile softened the edge of Anderson's tension. "Not at all," he replied, stepping aside to let him in. "Come in."

Anderson hesitated briefly, then nodded and stepped inside, his boots clicking faintly against the floor. His sharp eyes scanned the room instinctively before he turned back to Noah, who closed the door with a soft click.

"Take a seat," Noah gestured toward the armchair across from the couch. Anderson hesitated again but eventually obliged, sitting on the edge of the chair as though ready to spring up at a moment's notice.