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 the

 

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

 

that he was already employed

 

 

that it would

 

who… exactly was

 

who was exposed to the wealthy

 

Smith…

 

Cheryl part of the Smiths from

 

girl in the family, and she was currently in her second year of

 

but she was no “shy and gentle”

 

imagination was running wild, the butler picked up Cheryl’s suitcase

 

which was

 

are flowing out from

 

for

 

“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 little details exhibited

 

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

 

Go ahead,” replied

 

coughed and asked, “What business is your family in,

 

a while. “Actually, I’m

 

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

 

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

 

their father was doing with him every day, and she had heard that he

 

she was the weakest in the family and that she was so rich that she would never run out of money her

 

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

 

everyone drove back to Villa No. 8 for

 

to pick her up, instead insisting on walking home

 

villa was only a ten-minute walk or three-minute drive

 

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

 

didn’t think much about it,

 

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

 

coach happened to exit the room at this point. Upon hearing this, he asked,

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

had another identity—a

 

entrance examination, she had never given up on shooting as

 

was

 

on her behalf and said, “Cheryl

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

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

 

The coach: “??”

 

of the club seeing

 

go for shooting practice two

 

show but a

 

Cheryl indeed had to spend more time training team coordination with

 

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

 

being a scientist was obviously a more

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