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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Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

The middle-aged man—Donald—slowly lifted his head.

Just the quiet acceptance of a man caught at the end of his rope.

Adam took a slow step forward, his face contorting between disbelief and fury.

"You—" His voice came out strained, barely above a whisper, like the words fought against his throat.

And yet, at this moment, it sounded like an accusation.

Donald's lips twitched, but whether it was an attempt at a smirk or a grimace—it was unclear.

His voice—once trusted—was now engulfed with something foreign.

Adam took another step forward. His hands clenched at his sides.

Donald chuckled bitterly. "Was I?"

Donald Smith