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

 

the top five in the United States.

 

had told them that he was already employed by someone

 

 

did he think that it would turn out

 

who… exactly was

 

to the wealthy and

 

Smith…

 

Cheryl part of the Smiths from New

 

as he knew, the Smiths only had one fifteen-year-old girl in the family, and she was currently in her second year of high school. The girl

 

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

 

picked up Cheryl’s suitcase and politely invited Lionel and

 

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 the corners of my mouth. Why does

 

stay for lunch, then?” asked

 

“No problem!”

 

 

straight to the dining hall and seated himself at the

 

around at the interior decor. It was obvious that the decor here was cozier than

 

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

 

ahead,” replied

 

business is your

 

thought for a while. “Actually,

 

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

 

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

 

was also an unfathomable one. Nobody knew what their father was doing with him every day, and she had heard that he was planning to have him inherit something to do with “King” and

 

she was the weakest in

 

teammates misunderstood and thought that she was reluctant to reveal anything to outsiders

 

drove back to Villa

 

the butler’s offer to pick her up, instead insisting

 

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

 

suddenly stood up and said, “I’m going out for an evening run, so I can walk

 

think much about

 

suddenly thought of something, said, “By

 

to exit the room at this point. Upon hearing this,

 

“Mm, shooting practice.”

 

Cheryl had another

 

via the college entrance examination, she had never given up on shooting as a

 

coach was confused.

 

and

 

“… Uh-huh, and then?”

 

national team that I would train with them for at

 

The coach: “??”

 

rest of the club seeing her out

 

had mistaken their reaction as disapproval, explained, “I only need to go for shooting practice two days a month so that

 

a one-man show but a team

 

spend more time training team

 

of 1598 in the college entrance examinations, be it games or shooting, isn’t either

 

lucrative businesses, but being

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