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 he recognized

 

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

 

the butler, had told them that

 

 

think that it would

 

who… exactly

 

the wealthy and

 

Smith…

 

Cheryl part of the Smiths

 

in the family, and she was currently in her second year of high school. The girl was said

 

but she was no

 

Cheryl’s suitcase and politely invited Lionel

 

kitchen, which was

 

envious that my tears are flowing out from the corners of my mouth. Why does your

 

stay for lunch,

 

“No problem!”

 

 

hall and seated himself at the

 

Benjamin looked around at the interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was cozier than in the

 

C. Um, I kinda wanna ask you something, but I don’t know

 

Go ahead,” replied

 

coughed and asked, “What business is your family

 

thought for a while. “Actually, I’m

 

was involved with mysterious matters overseas. On top of that, her mom was also an

 

was the only normal one who went through his education systematically. She had heard that their father intended to hand over

 

with him every day, and

 

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

 

misunderstood and thought that she was reluctant to reveal anything to outsiders because of

 

back to Villa No. 8 for afternoon

 

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

 

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

 

going out for an evening run, so I can walk you

 

who didn’t think much about

 

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

 

at

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

had another

 

the college entrance examination, she had never given up on shooting as

 

was confused.

 

and said, “Cheryl is a

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

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

 

The coach: “??”

 

the club seeing

 

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

 

wasn’t a one-man show but a

 

more time training team coordination with

 

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

 

businesses, but being a

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