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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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860 Chs

Can't Take It Anymore

編集者: Henyee Translations

Harper gritted his teeth. "But you can't slap my face!"

William sneered. "If we don't hit your face, where do we hit? Your butt?"

Amelia explained, "I slapped your arm just now, but you didn't wake up. You didn't wake up even when I tickled you. In the end, I had no choice but to slap your face."

Harper glared. "You definitely have a personal grudge!"

Amelia blinked innocently. "No, not really."

Harper touched his swollen face and was on the brink of tears. Amelia was definitely taking the opportunity to take revenge! Only then did he remember the thing in his mouth. He looked down and saw that it was his smelly socks…

William explained, "You can't blame me for this. The situation was urgent at that time. Who asked you to throw the smelly socks on the sofa…"

Harper was trembling with anger.

Amelia looked at him worriedly. "Brother Harper, are you alright? Do you want Mia to apply medicine for you?"