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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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A Passerby

Glancing at Amelia, Noah's expression softened. "Could you kindly keep this a secret between us?" he asked, his voice casual but firm.

"I have exams tomorrow, and the police won't let me off easily after firing a weapon. Can you say the man accidentally shot himself or something? And maybe tell them someone in a mask saved you, but you don't know who it was and they just left."

He smiled—a warm, sincere smile that made her heart flutter in spite of everything. For a moment, Amelia was lost in the calm of his expression, nodding her head almost instinctively.

Noah, noticing her agreement, leaned down and patted the wounded man, retrieving a phone. Handing it to Amelia, he gestured toward it. "Call the police. Tell them what happened—minus the part about me."