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.

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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"Officers," Noah said, his voice calm yet carrying the weight of his authority. "I need you to conduct an investigation into financial misconduct."

The law director's blood ran cold. This wasn't a bluff.

His smirk, his arrogance, all of it was crumbling under the weight of Noah's quiet dominance. The value shift was complete—Noah was no longer just a young, naive owner.

The room fell silent as two officers stood there, their presence immediately commanding attention.

A tall, stunningly beautiful woman stepped forward, her dark blue uniform crisp, and her posture exuding authority. Noah's sharp eyes caught the emblem on her shoulder, the stars suggesting a high rank—staff sergeant.

She wasn't just a regular officer; this was someone used to handling serious cases.

Invisible Chains