webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
244 Chs
avataravatar

Rescue

"Bro, we already checked like three times around the warehouse, there is nobody here. Let's go check out the lykan."

"I never expected Jackson the bastard to be able to afford it." He spat.

The fat man's patience wore thin.

"Alright, alright, stop nagging me like a kid… we'll check the lykan in a bit," he said, with some excitement in his voice.

But silence fell between them.

He waited a second, irritation simmering as he expected a snarky comeback. But nothing. A cold ripple of unease passed over him.

"Hey...where'd you go?" His hand instinctively drifted to his waist, fingers brushing over the cool metal of his knife.

Glancing around, his eyes scanned the area stretching around the warehouse.

A few seconds passed, and he scoffed, forcing himself to shrug it off. "Damn idiot, he probably went to take a leak without saying anything. He'd better not wander too far."