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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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Why Did You Push Me

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Old Madam Walton smiled and said, "Perhaps she was tired from running around just now."

On the other side, Emma was barbecuing with her father, Dylan. She stared at the roasted wings for a long time. During the break in the game, Harper looked up and mocked, "You're still eating? I've already played five rounds, but you're still eating."

Emma snorted. "It's none of your business!" Coincidentally, the chicken wings were done roasting. She took them over, and Dylan frowned and reminded her, "Don't eat too much."

Emma turned her head. "No!" When she turned her head, she happened to see Andrew carrying the sleeping Amelia over. Emma was instantly unhappy and looked at the barbecue silently. Every time something was roasted, she had to take two skewers first.

Amelia did not know how long she had slept for. When she woke up in a daze, the sun was already setting. Suddenly, a plate of skewers was handed over. "For you."