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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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Family Moment

Noah and Emily arrived home, the moment they walked in, Emily spotted their dad sitting in the living room. Without hesitation, she ran over to him, throwing her arms around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Dad!" she exclaimed, beaming with excitement. "Let's go wash our hands, Noah got food for us!"

David looked up at Noah, who stood in the doorway, smiling softly at the scene.

He shook his head slightly, pretending to be exasperated but couldn't hide the fondness in his eyes.

"Alright, alright," David said, standing up and taking Emily's hand. "Let's go wash our hands first."

Emily practically dragged her father to the bathroom, her excitement brimming.

After washing their hands, she sprinted off to her room, eager to change into her comfy pyjamas, her energy seeming unrestrained.

A few minutes later, she reappeared, dressed in her favourite Kurumi pyjamas, and jogged toward the kitchen with an excited grin.