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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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Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia stared at Grandpa Turtle for a long time. George squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Amelia pointed at the turtle. "It says that someone is going to compete with Mia in building graves."

George was speechless. Could they get past this topic?

The next second, Amelia put away Grandpa Turtle and ran back happily. Let's talk about the future in the future. She was very optimistic. She would do whatever she had to do now. "Eldest Uncle, hurry up. Grandma is waiting for you to come back for afternoon tea!"

George: "…"

July 14th approached. After crossing Qixi, there would always be an indescribable feeling in the lunar calendar. Amelia made a straw bag for everyone. George's was diamond-shaped, Alex's was square, Mrs. Walton's was heart-shaped, Emma's was star-shaped, and there were others'. Amelia asked George to send them to Henry and the others.