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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Noah arrived home late once again, exhaustion clinging to his body like a heavy blanket. After quickly showering to wash off the day, he headed to bed, grateful for the comfort of his pillow. His mind drifted to sleep, seeking comfort from everything that had been happening for the past few days.

The next morning, he woke up early. He got dressed quickly, ready to face the day, and headed downstairs to find his breakfast already prepared. Avocado toast with scrambled eggs sat waiting for him on the table, the smell inviting and delicious.

"Morning, Emily," he said, flashing a smile at his little sister as she ate her cereal.

"Morning, Noah!" she chirped, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her big brother.

Noah nodded toward his dad, who was reading the morning paper, and his mom, busying herself at the stove. "Morning, Dad, Mom."

You Cheated?