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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.

Nunu · General
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860 Chs

I'm Not Sad

Editor: Henyee Translations

George couldn't help but laugh. The coldness that he had just felt from Sarah was slowly soothed. He smiled and said, "Alright, Eldest Uncle will wait for you."

Amelia nodded heavily. "Yes, yes!" Suddenly, she stretched out her finger. "Eldest Uncle, pinky swear."

George held out his hand and Amelia hooked her fingers around his. She muttered, "Pinky swear, hang yourself. For a hundred years, you're not allowed to change." With that, she muttered to herself, "That's not right. Why would a pinky swear hang itself? And why is it only a hundred years?" She wanted to be with her family for a thousand years or ten thousand years!

Amelia hooked George's finger again very seriously. "Pinky swear, stamp, don't change for 10,000 years!"

George laughed softly. His laughter was pleasant and comfortable.

As soon as she returned to Walton's house, Emma ran out. "Mia, where did you go? You left without a word again!"