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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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Henderson

After leaving the teahouse, Noah's next destination was the customer's house.

'That person is the only link that seems fragile,' Noah thought, 'I will have to admit that if Ghost isn't involved with this person, then he is really unique,'

Getting into his G-class, Noah drove off the area.

...

Arriving at the neighbourhood, Noah parked up the car.

As he walked towards the house, his eyes scanned the surroundings for anything out of place.

'If Ghost truly used this person, then the trail either ends here or gets more complicated,' he thought, 'Or... he is Ghost,'

Reaching the door, Noah knocked firmly.

Moments later muffled sounds echoed from inside. The door creaked open to reveal a middle-aged man with sharp features peering cautiously at Noah.

"Who's this?" the man asked, his voice carrying a hint of suspicion.