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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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Happy Occasion

As Caroline opened the door, Emily darted forward, a bright grin on her face. "Mom, I missed you!" she said, wrapping her arms around her mother's waist.

Caroline bent down, hugging her back. "I missed you too, honey. How was school?"

"It was good! I even had ice cream with Noah before we came home. It was so yummy!" Emily replied, bouncing with excitement.

Caroline chuckled, brushing a few strands of hair from Emily's face. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now go wash your hands and change your clothes. We're going out today."

Emily's face lit up as she slipped out of her shoes and dashed down the hall, her footsteps echoing up the stairs.

Watching her, Noah glanced at his mom, a small smile tugging at his lips. "You ready for the interview, Mom?"

Caroline gave him a reassuring nod. "I am. I've been practising recipes all week, and I feel good about this."

"Good," Noah replied, nodding. "I'll go change too. We'll head out in a bit."