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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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We Don't Seem to Be Familiar

Editor: Henyee Translations

Elmer flipped open the booklet and pursed his lips. "I don't know what's going on either. Hall died eight days ago, and the ghost in her body now is… Helena. Mia, she's your mother, Helena."

Amelia's grip on the milk bottle immediately loosened…

George stood up abruptly and said in a trembling voice, "What…"

George had always been calm. He had never lost his composure like this. His lips were pursed as he looked at Helena in disbelief. He suppressed the storm in his heart and said, "Helena?"

Helena was speechless. She was stunned! Who the hell had let this happen? They really knew her! Before this, she hadn't told anyone her name was Helena, but these people knew her name.

"Who… who are you…" Helena was at a loss.

George clenched his fists. His heart was not calm, and his body was trembling slightly. Was it really Helena? Was it their sister Helena, who died alone in Bradford City before they could say goodbye?