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

 

its own, and this particular butler ranked among the top five in the United

 

them that

 

 

he think that it would turn

 

exactly was

 

wealthy and dignitaries, felt a little

 

Smith…

 

part of the Smiths

 

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

 

beauty, but she was no “shy and gentle”

 

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

 

housekeeper was currently occupied in the kitchen, which was wafting an aromatic smell of something

 

hard. “God C, I’m so envious that my tears are flowing out from

 

Wanna stay for lunch,

 

“No problem!”

 

 

dining hall and seated himself

 

at the interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was

 

at Cheryl and ask, “Hey, God C. Um, I kinda wanna ask you something, but I

 

Go ahead,” replied

 

business is your family

 

for a while. “Actually, I’m

 

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

 

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

 

with him every day,

 

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

 

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

 

drove back to

 

offer to pick her

 

drive away. She would

 

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

 

who didn’t think much about it,

 

of something, said, “By the way, I

 

exit the room at

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

had another

 

the college entrance examination, she had never

 

was confused.

 

behalf and

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

national team that I would train with them for at

 

The coach: “??”

 

club seeing

 

two

 

a one-man show but

 

indeed had to spend more

 

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

 

being

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