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?!

 

also taken aback—because he recognized the

 

top five in the United States. A few years ago, his

 

the butler, had told them that he was

 

 

it would turn out to

 

who… exactly

 

who was exposed to the wealthy and dignitaries,

 

Smith…

 

of the Smiths from New

 

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

 

was also a beauty, but

 

running wild, the butler picked up Cheryl’s suitcase and

 

occupied in the kitchen, which was wafting an aromatic smell

 

that my tears are flowing out from the

 

Wanna stay for lunch,

 

“No problem!”

 

 

straight to the dining hall and seated himself at the

 

and Benjamin looked around at the interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was

 

C. Um, I kinda wanna

 

ahead,” replied

 

asked, “What business is your family in, God

 

for a while. “Actually, I’m not

 

large number of industries, while her grandaunt was involved with mysterious matters overseas. On top of that, her mom was also an enigmatic one who disappeared

 

systematically. She had heard that their father intended to hand over the

 

doing with him every day, and she

 

Cheryl wasn’t bothered about these things. All she knew was that she was the weakest in the family and that she

 

teammates misunderstood and thought that she was reluctant to reveal anything to outsiders because of her desire to remain low-key,

 

lunch, everyone drove back to Villa No.

 

the training session, Cheryl refused the butler’s offer to pick her up, instead insisting

 

walk or three-minute drive away. She

 

going out for an evening run, so I can walk

 

who didn’t think much about

 

they went out, Cheryl, who suddenly thought of something, said, “By the way, I have

 

the room at

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

that Cheryl had another identity—a

 

examination, she had never given up

 

coach was confused.

 

on her behalf and said, “Cheryl is a

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

said, “I promised the national team that I would train with them for at least

 

The coach: “??”

 

seeing her out the

 

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

 

a one-man show but a

 

spend more time training

 

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

 

clubs were lucrative businesses, but being a scientist

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