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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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Mysterious Boss

As Noah stood in the lobby near the entrance, waiting for John, the familiar chime of the elevator echoed through the large space. "Ding." The sound pulled Noah's attention to the far end of the room, where John emerged.

The CEO John, with a nervous yet eager smile, hurried his steps toward Noah, who stood about 10 meters away, far from the elevator's immediate view.

The receptionist, was still at her desk, not noticing John's anxious demeanour.

As he passed, she called out politely, "Good afternoon, CEO John." But John, too preoccupied with the looming presence of his mysterious boss, didn't hear her. He was too focused on reaching Noah.

Her curiosity piqued, the receptionist furrowed her brow, watching as John walked straight toward the young man she had just spoken to.

"Why is the president walking to that handsome man?" she wondered, her mind racing. "Do they know each other?"