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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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Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Amelia was stunned. Grandpa and Eldest Uncle were talking about her father? Were they trying to find her father and send her to him? Amelia pursed her lips and clenched her fists.

The parrot, Seven, poked its head out from the crack of the study door and exclaimed, "Daddy! Daddy!"

George turned around and saw Amelia standing at the door, at a loss. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand.

"Mia." George immediately walked forward and picked Amelia up.

Amelia pursed her lips and tears welled up in her eyes. "Eldest Uncle, are you sending Mia away?"

"No." George immediately shook his head. "Eldest Uncle is just chatting with Grandpa."

Old Master Walton's stern face softened a lot as he comforted her. "Mia will always be the little princess of the Walton family. No one can take you away."