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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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Picked Up a Treasure

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

At this moment, Amelia opened her eyes. A purple light flashed past her eyes. Then, she saw a white figure in her room. The figure was leaning against the wall and picking his ears inelegantly. He even said, "So you don't have to be anxious. I calculated with my fingers that you will probably need 49 days." With that, he dusted his fingers and brought them to the tip of his nose to smell.

Amelia :"…"

Amelia wrinkled her nose in disdain. "Master, why are you sniffing your ear-picking fingers?"

Elmer: "Nonsense, who sniffed the ear-picking fingers… Wait! You can see me?!"

Elmer was shocked. Impossible! Amelia had just recited the incantation once, and the second part of the incantation was something he randomly made up. How did it succeed?! If this succeeded, just how abnormal was Amelia's talent?!