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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

No Matter How Bad She Is, She's Still My Mother

編集者: Henyee Translations

Amelia: "…" She was really angry! She went up and grabbed the malicious ghost's neck, shaking it hard. "Wake up! Your life is life, but others' lives are not?!"

Helena was speechless. Wasn't that what she had said yesterday?

The female malicious ghost was almost scared out of her wits by Amelia's shaking. She struggled to slap Amelia, but every time she hit Amelia, the red string on Amelia's wrist emitted a faint light and retaliated fiercely.

The female malicious ghost was speechless. Why did she feel like she was hitting herself? Not only did she have to be grabbed and shaken by Amelia, but all the strength she used to attack Amelia was reflected back at her. No matter what, it was not pleasing to her. Helpless, she could only say in exasperation, "Let go!"