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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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Helena smelled the wine and quickly got up. "Wow, what wine is this? It smells so good!"

Chris said, "The last time I went to film, I brought it back from the ancient city. It's rose grape wine." He watched Helena approach the wine glass with a curious expression and said slowly, "This was personally brewed by the grandmother of a guesthouse owner in the ancient city. It's different from others who use baijiu. She brewed it using ancient methods and fermented it with roses and grapes. That's how she brewed the rose grape wine."

Helena sniffed it as if she was intoxicated and praised, "It's delicious! Roses and grapes don't sound very related, but when combined, it's surprisingly delicious!"

The Walton brothers also took a sip and savored it carefully. This way, they could taste what their sister could taste. Liberty Eric finished it in one gulp and even smacked his lips. "That's all. It's tasteless."