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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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It Has Nothing to Do with Daddy

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Alex was so tall that he almost hit the door frame. He stood there and blocked the door.

Following George's gaze, the entire Walton family looked over. As soon as Alex entered, he felt seven or eight gazes stabbing at him like knives. He had seen the Old Master of the Walton family before, and he was glaring at him with a straight face. He had also seen George before. He was expressionless and had sharp eyes. There were a few he had never seen before. One of them had dark skin and it was obvious that he had a bad temper. He had his hands on his hips and his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to rush up and fight him at any time. A parrot was flapping around Mia and shouting, "The demon is here! The old demon is here!"

Alex looked around without changing his expression and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Old Madam Walton gritted her teeth. "Why are you still asking? What's wrong with Mia's forehead? You're already so old, can't you even raise a child well?"