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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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The room seemed to grow colder as Noah's gaze sharpened, yet he still said nothing.

The silence was almost suffocating, forcing Lionel to continue.

"After that… the shooter tried to fire again, but the gun jammed. He gave up on it, patted down Leo, grabbed the gold bar, and ran. The rest of the gang followed him."

"He didn't bother to finish Leo off, because he thought he had hit in the heart,"

"How do you know that?" 

"Johnathan said, he heard him laugh and rap, 'I ain't Cupid, but I let the bullet fly,

Put a hole in your chest, now you heartless... so why cry?'"

Noah's fingers tapped the armrest in slow motion, his expression was unreadable. "What about Johnathan?"

"Johnathan took cover as soon as the gun went off," Lionel said, his voice faltering slightly. "He didn't come out until the attackers were gone. He knew staying out in the open would only get both of them killed."