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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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Another nudged her friend, admiration and fascination plain on her face.

"He is so handsome, he is like the knight in shining armour," she whispered to her friend.

Her friend nodded absentmindedly, as her heart started beating louder than a drum.

"I wish I had someone to protect me like this," She muttered in a whisper.

"Did you say something?" Her friend asked.

"Huh? No." She quickly composed herself.

Noah didn't pause. "In fact," he said, giving the little girl a reassuring glance, "I'll not only give her a sample."

He raised his hand, gesturing to Jackson, "Bring me a small packet."

Jackson nodded immediately, slipping back inside.

Moments later, he returned, holding a small, elegantly wrapped bag.

The crowd murmured in delight, recognizing the bag, their gazes turning toward the girl with soft smiles.