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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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Afraid of a Hypocrite

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

The unlucky ghost nodded and said softly, "Let's go, let's go. Don't disturb her." The evil ghosts carefully entered the Soul Retrieving Gourd and disappeared.

In the Soul Retrieving Gourd, the female ghost looked pitifully at the ghosts who had finally returned. "Do you have my candy?"

The flirtatious ghost stuck out his tongue. "No, I've finished eating. Do you want me to spit out some dark energy?"

The female ghost in the red wedding dress exclaimed and shook her head in disdain.

The cowardly ghost looked at the little malicious ghost running over and stroked her little head. He said, "I don't have candy for you this time, but I left one for you last time." As he spoke, he took out a lollipop for the little malicious ghost. The little malicious ghost ran away happily with the candy.

The female ghost in the red wedding dress asked eagerly, "What about mine?"

The cowardly ghost smiled. "I don't have any more, but the unlucky ghost does."