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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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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

After George said a few simple words, the other people in charge also stood in front of the ribbon and picked up the golden scissors. As a salute sounded, the people below the stage applauded enthusiastically. The golden scissors cut through the red silk with a crack.

At this moment, the sun rose above the east side of the venue. The sunlight shone through the seven-colored glass at the top of the venue and shone on the hosting platform. At this moment, the hosting platform with the ceremonial ball as the center was enveloped in a seven-colored auspicious light.

George paused and subconsciously raised his hand to look at the time. It was exactly 10:18 am. The audience was in an uproar. They looked at the auspicious light on the stage in shock and disbelief, then at Amelia. Was there really auspicious light?

The person who had sworn that they would go bald if there were auspicious light said, "Impossible, definitely impossible. It was definitely designed…"