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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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Investigation (3)

As Lionel sent Noah the address, Noah spotted someone leaving.

"Linda Mathers son... Derek Mathers. Let's see what he is up to," Noah muttered, as he stepped out of the car and followed Derek.

Derek glanced around him a few times as he walked, his body language jittery and uncertain.

His hands fidgeted with the straps of his backpack, and his head swivelled around.

Despite his paranoia, he failed to notice Noah tailing him, blending seamlessly into the quiet street.

"This kid…" Noah muttered under his breath, trailing him at a comfortable distance. "He's so afraid of being found out. He's hiding something."

Noah's eyes scanned the surroundings as they moved through the neighbourhood, his mind cataloguing every detail.

The cracked sidewalks, the fading graffiti on nearby walls.

After a while, Derek stopped in front of a big house. It had a modern decor, with a kempt lawn that screamed rich.