Risaliyah

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.

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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.

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Layla descended the stairs slowly, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes, but stopped abruptly when she saw Noah standing in the living room, fresh from cleaning the kitchen. Her eyes widened, and shock spread across her face.

"Mom... why is he here?" Layla's voice was sharp, and she shot a questioning, almost accusing glance at Sarah, who immediately froze, caught off guard by the tension.

Sarah, completely unaware of the full history between Noah and her daughter, stammered, her hands trembling slightly. "Uh... well, Noah was just—"

Layla cut her off, her voice growing louder. "Noah, do you want to get back together?" There was a mixture of disbelief and a strange hope in her tone, though it seemed forced.

Noah blinked, surprised by the sudden question, but his response was quick and firm. "No, Layla. That's not why I'm here."

Revenge?