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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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Redakteur: Henyee Translations

The bald man quietly moved his tongue and pressed down on the paper effigy in his mouth. He took the opportunity to spit it out! A paper effigy that was only the size of two fingers flew out like a piece of skin and pressed against Alex's defenseless back!

Unexpectedly, a tiny toothpick flew up and nailed the paper effigy to the closet at the side. Alex pinched yellow talismans in his hand and threw them out! More than ten yellow talismans were like divine weapons, sticking tightly to the paper effigy that had just escaped. A sharp scream sounded, and the paper effigy was burned to ashes by the talisman fire.

The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood and looked shocked. "You… How did you get so many talismans?!"

Alex took out a stack of talismans from his pocket. "Are you talking about this? I have a lot."

The bald man: "…" He was stunned for a while. He gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly, "Which sect are you from?"