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Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

The Miller family had a troublemaker in the family. Her name was Amelia Miller. Her mother died in childbirth when she was born. Her stepmother fell off a flight of stairs while pregnant and died. Amelia's father punished her by making her face the wall in the attic. The attic was dark and humid, and there was no sunlight at all. Nobody brought her food, and Amelia thought she might very well die there. Moments before her death, she dialed a number that her mother had told her before she passed away. After she hung up, there were rumbling sounds all around her. The Miller family's residence was surrounded by a group of bodyguards dressed in black. Eight men got out of their cars, each with a different aura. They went directly to the attic. The man who led them went down on one knee and held Amelia, unconscious, in his arms. He had a solemn expression on his face. "The Miller family needs to go bankrupt." After sleeping the entire night, Amelia woke up to find that her father was bankrupt. Her family members were all homeless. Meanwhile, she... She had eight uncles and a kind grandfather who loved her dearly. Amelia's father regretted what he did, and he was unwilling to accept his fate. So what if Amelia was living a good life now? She was still the troublemaker who got her mother killed and her father bankrupt! Little did he know, after Amelia returned to her uncle's house, their luck only seemed to improve. Even her bedridden grandmother could now get out of bed and dance in the square! Finally, a god-like man claimed to be her father. He pampered her to the point where the entire world became envious of her.

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Aren't You Afraid that I'll fall to my death?

Editor: Henyee Translations

The Walton brothers looked at Helena. This extravagant gathering made their hearts ache slightly.

The Walton family's main building had five floors. Usually, the entire family lived on the second floor. The third floor was a study, guest room, and so on. The big room on the fourth floor was a showroom for Mr. Walton's antiques. At the other end was a pool table, a home theater, and so on. Half of the fifth floor was a sunroom and terrace, and the other half was a tower-shaped spire at the top of the ring-shaped house and the roof of the sunroom.

The roof Helena said she wanted to go to was not the terrace, but the roof of the sunroom. When she was young, Mrs. Walton often scolded her for not staying well on the terrace.

Looking at this scene now, the siblings sighed. They felt reluctant and depressed.