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

 

ranked among the top five in the United States. A few years ago, his family had contacted him

 

them that he was already employed by someone

 

 

did he think that it would turn out to be Cheryl’s

 

who… exactly was her

 

wealthy and dignitaries, felt a little

 

Smith…

 

of the Smiths

 

was currently in her second year of high school. The girl

 

was also a beauty, but she was no

 

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

 

currently occupied in the kitchen, which was

 

flowing out from the corners of my mouth. Why

 

for lunch, then?”

 

“No problem!”

 

 

the dining hall and

 

interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was cozier than in the

 

but secretly look at Cheryl and ask, “Hey, God C.

 

Go ahead,”

 

business is your family

 

for a while. “Actually,

 

a large number of industries, while her grandaunt was involved with mysterious matters overseas. On top of that, her

 

family, her brother, Peter, was the only normal one who went through his education systematically. She had heard that their father

 

one. Nobody knew what their father was doing with him every day, and she had heard that he was planning to

 

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

 

Cheryl’s teammates misunderstood and thought that she was reluctant to reveal anything to outsiders because of her desire

 

everyone drove back to Villa No. 8

 

to

 

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

 

for an evening run,

 

didn’t think much about

 

went out, Cheryl, who suddenly thought of something, said, “By

 

the room at

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

forget that Cheryl had another

 

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

 

coach was

 

behalf and said, “Cheryl

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

said, “I promised the national team that I would train with

 

The coach: “??”

 

the club seeing her out

 

need to go for shooting practice two days a month so that they wouldn’t bother me. Don’t

 

show

 

Cheryl indeed had to spend more time training team coordination

 

who had 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

 

clubs were lucrative businesses, but being a scientist was obviously a

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