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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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Buying David A Car!

Noah drove into his mansion's driveway, and parked up perfectly.

"That was a long day," He muttered as he stretched slightly, before stepping inside the mansion.

A scent of food wafted through the air.

Following the aroma, he entered the kitchen to find Selena at the stove, preparing his meal prep that he had told her about.

Noah leaned against the doorway. "Selena, you don't have to worry about me today," he said, his tone calm. "You can either eat it yourself or stop cooking altogether. Either way, do as you see fit."

Selena glanced over her shoulder, nodding politely. "Understood, Mr. Thompson," she said before returning her focus to her dish.

After talking to Selena, Noah made his way upstairs to his room. Entering the ensuite bathroom, he stripped off his clothes, revealing his well-toned, chiselled physique. 

He let out a satisfied sigh as he sank into the jacuzzi.