Lionel subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

 

But when the car stopped, he looked out to find that they hadn’t left the neighborhood at all.

 

Confused, he asked, “What’s going on? There isn’t any house here except for Villa No. 9…”

 

 

But when he uttered that, his words trailed off in astonishment.

 

The rest of the team was also stunned.

 

Zac stared at Villa No. 9, his lips curling up into a near-imperceptible arc.

 

Oh my, the kiddo’s family is pretty well-off, isn’t it?

 

A villa in the neighborhood cost more than $7.5 million. On top of that, Villa No. 9 was situated by the lake and was slightly larger than Villa No. 8, so it was worth almost $15 million!

 

When they first moved in, Lionel had passed by the villa on an evening run once and remarked enviously, “I wonder who the owner of Villa No. 9 is. The scenery here is even better than ours, and it also seems a bit bigger. Damn the rich, why do they get to enjoy life so much?”

 

But now!

 

He seemed to have found out who the owners of this villa were.

 

Zac coughed.

 

Lionel also swallowed and asked incredulously, “G-God C, sure… surely you don’t mean to say that Villa No. 9 is the ‘house’ you were referring to, right?”

 

Cheryl nodded. “Yup!”

 

“Yup”…

 

Lionel felt like crying. Come on, no acting cute in the club, alright?! Who would have thought that an adorable girl like her would turn out to be a little money bag in disguise?!

 

He was this close to shedding tears of envy. He said, “A-are you living here alone, God C? How lonely would it be if you don’t have anyone cooking for you, right? Do you want us to come over and accompany you…?”

 

 

As soon as he spoke, though, the door to the villa opened and a full-time butler stepped out. Dressed in a suit, he looked at the car with a smile and quickly walked over. He made Zac step aside and then opened the door for Cheryl.

 

Only then did Cheryl get out of the car.

 

“Ms. Cheryl, the villa is ready. This way, please.”

 

M… Ms. Cheryl?!

 

What the heck was this?

 

Also, the butler looked awfully professional!

 

The group was stunned.

 

They had met rich people—for example, Zac—before… Lionel and the others had even visited his home. Only manors like the Stannards’ home would need a butler, come on!

 

So, was God C’s family as rich as Zac’s?!

 

was also taken aback—because he recognized

 

butler ranked among the top five in the

 

butler, had told them that

 

 

would turn

 

who… exactly

 

was exposed to the wealthy and dignitaries, felt a

 

Smith…

 

the Smiths

 

as far as he knew, the Smiths only had one fifteen-year-old girl in the family, and she was currently in her

 

beauty, but she

 

Cheryl’s

 

occupied in the kitchen, which

 

flowing out from the corners

 

for lunch, then?”

 

“No problem!”

 

 

the dining hall and seated himself

 

that the decor here

 

couldn’t help but secretly look at Cheryl and ask, “Hey, God C. Um, I kinda wanna ask you something, but

 

Go ahead,”

 

asked, “What business is your family in,

 

thought for a while. “Actually, I’m not

 

of industries, while her grandaunt was involved with mysterious matters overseas. On top of that, her mom was also

 

through his education systematically.

 

was doing with him every day, and she had heard that he was planning to have him inherit something to do with “King” and

 

she knew was that she was the weakest in the family and that she was so rich that

 

that she was reluctant to reveal anything to outsiders because of her desire to remain low-key, so they

 

back to Villa No. 8 for

 

session, Cheryl refused the butler’s offer to pick her

 

villa was only a ten-minute walk or three-minute drive away. She would

 

and said, “I’m going out for an evening run, so I

 

think much about it,

 

of something, said, “By the way, I have to take two

 

coach happened to exit the room at this point.

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

had another

 

via the college entrance examination, she had never

 

was

 

and said, “Cheryl is a

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

national team that I would train with them for at least two days a

 

The coach: “??”

 

club seeing

 

explained, “I only need to go for shooting practice two days

 

a one-man show but

 

Cheryl indeed had to spend more

 

had pretty much become numb to further revelations, said jokingly, “Um, considering that you got a score of 1598 in the college entrance examinations, be it games or shooting, isn’t either too much of a waste? Why don’t you do scientific research

 

being

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