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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

Who Hit Her?

Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia pulled Rebecca's hand away and turned to run. Rebecca was a little shocked, when had this brat become so strong? But no matter how strong she was, it didn't change the fact that Amelia was only three years old. She immediately caught Amelia again and covered her mouth: "Mia, you killed the baby in my stomach. I didn't blame you, and I was still willing to play with you, but you treat me like this."

Amelia whimpered and shook her head. Rebecca smiled, her expression completely different from when she was about to hit Amelia in the past. She hunched over Amelia's ear and said evilly: "Mia, do you want to say that you didn't push me? But if you hadn't scared me that day when you suddenly appeared, how would I have fallen down the stairs? You have to take responsibility, okay? I don't have a baby now and I'm so pitiful, so when your Uncles ask you, you have to tell them that it was you who pushed me down the stairs, okay?"