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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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Cold Beauty

Noah paused just outside his home, inhaling deeply, and gathering himself before stepping into the warmth and familiarity of his family.

He'd had a long, emotionally charged day, and he couldn't bring that energy to his house. With a final sigh, he pushed open the door, slipping into the comforting glow of the house.

Inside, he found his parents, and his little sister, all seated at the dining table, dishes arranged in a neat spread, ready for dinner.

His father looked up and greeted him warmly.

"Noah, wash up and join us," David said, gesturing toward the hallway with a smile.

Nodding, Noah headed to his room. He took a moment to wash up, letting the cold water splash over his face. It felt grounding, washing away the fatigue of the day.

After a few minutes, he returned to the table and took a seat, smiling as he ruffled Emily's hair.