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?!

 

taken aback—because

 

in the United States. A few years ago, his family had contacted him with the intention to hire

 

told them that

 

 

did he think that it would turn out to be

 

who… exactly was

 

to the wealthy and dignitaries, felt a little lost

 

Smith…

 

the Smiths

 

only had one fifteen-year-old girl in the family, and she was currently in her second year of high school. The girl was said

 

was also a beauty, but she was no “shy

 

wild, the butler picked up Cheryl’s suitcase and politely invited Lionel and the

 

in the kitchen, which was wafting an aromatic smell

 

out from the corners of my

 

stay for lunch, then?”

 

“No problem!”

 

 

the dining hall

 

around at the interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was cozier than in the club, and all the

 

C. Um,

 

Go ahead,” replied

 

business is your family

 

while. “Actually, I’m not

 

of that, her mom was also an enigmatic one

 

education systematically. She

 

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

 

about these things. All she knew was that she was the weakest in the family and that she was so

 

to reveal anything to outsiders because of her desire

 

everyone drove back to Villa No. 8

 

to pick her up, instead

 

only a ten-minute walk or three-minute drive away. She would just take the walk as

 

an evening run, so

 

who didn’t think

 

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

 

happened to exit the room at this point. Upon hearing

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

forget that Cheryl had another

 

Harvard via the college entrance examination, she had

 

coach was confused.

 

her behalf and said, “Cheryl is

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

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

 

The coach: “??”

 

rest of the club seeing her out the

 

reaction as disapproval, explained, “I only need to go for shooting practice two days a month so that they wouldn’t bother me. Don’t worry, my focus is on the

 

wasn’t a one-man show but

 

had to spend more time training team coordination

 

1598 in the college entrance examinations, be it games

 

lucrative businesses, but being a scientist was obviously a more

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