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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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Old Ancestor Has Good Taste

Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia looked left and right. She was very happy. Not only was she happy, but the ancestor was also very happy!

William approached Amelia and asked softly, "How is it? Does the ancestor like it?"

Amelia nodded affirmatively. "Of course he likes it. If you don't believe me, ask him."

William was about to say that there was no need when he heard an old voice say, "Little William, you stepped on my foot."

William instantly exploded!

The Old Ancestor tsk-ed, "Why? Are you afraid of your own family?"

William: "Ancestor… Greetings, Ancestor…"

The ancestor patted William's back and admired the scenery in front of him. He asked, "Isn't it beautiful?"

William: "Nice, nice, nice…"

The Old Ancestor: "…" He shook his head and said, "By the way, build a door in front of our family tomb. In front of the door, carve a little kid peeing, add some Western air!"