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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.

Nunu · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia pursed her lips. She was already used to such scenes. When she was in the Miller family, every time her stepmother was injured or crying, her father would come over and question her. Every time she explained, her father would slap her. Gradually, Amelia got used to it. She was used to the way others looked at her, or the doubt or disgust… Perhaps it was because of this experience that she was surprised even when others had the slightest bit of trust in her. Grandpa and Eldest Uncle clearly didn't see anything, but they didn't suspect her or question her like the others. Thinking of this, Amelia's cold heart gradually warmed. "Grandpa, Eldest Uncle, I was cutting the cake just now. Then, Sister Emma ran over and grabbed my dress, saying that it was hers. She even slapped me. Then, I was angry and retaliated."