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

 

among the top five in the United

 

the butler, had told them that he was

 

 

it would turn out

 

who… exactly was

 

was exposed to the wealthy and dignitaries, felt a

 

Smith…

 

part of the Smiths

 

she was currently in her second

 

course, Cheryl was also a beauty, but

 

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

 

which was wafting an aromatic smell of

 

I’m so envious that my tears are flowing out from the corners of my mouth. Why does your housekeeper’s

 

stay for

 

“No problem!”

 

 

straight to the dining hall and seated

 

the decor here was cozier than in the club, and all

 

at Cheryl and ask, “Hey, God C. Um, I kinda wanna ask you something, but I don’t

 

ahead,”

 

business is your family in, God

 

thought for a while. “Actually,

 

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

 

family, her brother, Peter, was the only normal one who went through his education systematically. She

 

him every day, and she had

 

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

 

reveal anything to outsiders because of her desire

 

to

 

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

 

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

 

up and said, “I’m going out for an evening

 

who didn’t think much about

 

something, said, “By the way, I have to take two days

 

room at this point.

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

Cheryl had another identity—a shooting

 

college entrance examination,

 

coach was confused.

 

on her behalf and said, “Cheryl is a shooting

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

I would train with them for at least two

 

The coach: “??”

 

of the club seeing her

 

only need to go for shooting practice two days a month so that they wouldn’t bother me. Don’t worry, my focus is

 

show but a team

 

indeed had to spend more time training team coordination with

 

1598 in the college entrance examinations, be it games or shooting,

 

but being a scientist was obviously a more

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