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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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Looking Quite Pitiful

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Emily's mother wiped her tears. "Sigh, this is how poor people are. How can we expect those rich people to really think highly of us? Forget it, let's work hard for the rest of our lives and return it to them. Who asked me to be useless? I'm already very satisfied that you can live well now."

Emily's mother hugged Emily, and the two of them burst into tears.

Helena led Max to the neighborhood where Emily lived. It wasn't a high-end neighborhood, but it was out of the city village. It was an old neighborhood, the kind that needed stairs.

"Mia, stay in the car. Mommy will keep an eye out for you." Helena patted Amelia. Amelia nodded cutely. "Okay!"

Elmer stared at the building in front of him and felt a little strange. This neighborhood was old, but this building was gloomy. Traces of Yin energy kept floating over.

Elmer: "I'll check it out, Helena. Don't do anything rash."

Helena: "Don't worry, don't you trust me?"