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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.

Risaliyah · Urbano
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202 Chs

The Mastermind

Noah's smirk deepened, his eyes filled with an unsettling light that seemed to pierce through Natasha's already fried nerves.

She sat frozen on the bed, her hands trembling in her lap, unable to meet his gaze. 

The silence in the room was loud, broken only by her shallow, panicked breaths.

"You know," Noah began, his voice casual, "I'm not even interested in what you were doing here. I already know you're here to steal something. You can do whatever you want to the house; you can steal it or burn it. do whatever you want."

Natasha flinched at his words, her chest tightening as she realized how much knows. Her eyes darted toward the door instinctively, but Noah didn't miss the movement. His smirk grew colder.

"Don't even think about it, I'm sure you aren't faster than a bullet," he said, his tone dropping into a chilling monotone.