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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After hanging up with Jackson, Noah put his phone on the passenger seat and changed gears.

"I still have a few things I need to settle with Ryker's backing," He thought, as he sped up in the city.

After a while, Noah slowly pulled up next to the curb as he saw Jackson's Porsche 911 parked at the side.

Jackson in the car heard the Lykan's engine, glancing at the mirrors to make sure he saw Noah's car.

Jackson stepped out of the car with two bags and approached Noah, his expression that of residual concern.

Opening the passenger door he slid into the seat after placing the bags behind, looking at Noah carefully, still curious how he was unharmed.

"Glad you're alright," Jackson said," I didn't think I'd be seeing you out of that warehouse so soon."

Noah looked at him, his face unreadable. "And yet, here I am."

Jackson's smile faded, leaning back. "So, what's on your mind?"

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