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

 

among the top five in the

 

that

 

 

it would turn

 

exactly was

 

wealthy

 

Smith…

 

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 shy and

 

Cheryl was also a beauty, but she was no “shy and

 

Cheryl’s suitcase and politely invited Lionel and the others

 

was currently occupied in the kitchen, which was wafting

 

“God C, I’m so envious that my tears are flowing out from the corners of my mouth.

 

for lunch, then?” asked

 

“No problem!”

 

 

dining hall and seated

 

interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was cozier than in the club, and all the little details exhibited low-key

 

“Hey, God C. Um, I kinda wanna ask you

 

Go ahead,” replied

 

and asked, “What business is

 

a while. “Actually, I’m not

 

grandaunt was involved with mysterious matters overseas. On top of that, her mom was also an enigmatic one who disappeared for a couple

 

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

 

with him every day, and

 

she was the weakest in the family and that she

 

was reluctant to reveal anything to outsiders because of her desire to remain low-key, so they didn’t probe

 

to Villa No. 8

 

training session, Cheryl refused the butler’s offer to

 

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

 

evening run, so I can walk you

 

think much about it,

 

“By the way, I have

 

the room at this

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

that Cheryl had another identity—a

 

enrolled in Harvard via the college entrance examination, she had never given

 

was

 

her behalf and said, “Cheryl is

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

I would train with them for at

 

The coach: “??”

 

the club seeing her

 

who had mistaken their 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,

 

show but a

 

to spend more time training team

 

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

 

and game clubs were lucrative businesses, but being a scientist was obviously a more

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