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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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Regret

After getting embarrassed, he quickly ran away from the scene. But something about the exchange had unsettled him.

Later that evening, with the image of that limousine and the man inside burning in his brain, he made the decision that would change everything: he asked his father about the number plate.

"0019."

It had been a casual question at first, born from his insatiable need to understand who Noah was and to whom he was connected.

"Dad," Mark had said as he dropped his backpack on the floor, trying to sound nonchalant. "You know anything about cars with number plates starting with 00?"

His father, Robert, was sitting at the dining table, reading the evening news on his tablet. At first, he hadn't even looked up.

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

Mark had pulled out a chair and plopped down across from him. "I saw a car today near my school. A really fancy black limo. Its plate started with 0019. Just curious, that's all."