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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.

Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

That little kid was covered in blood. His drooping hands were black, and his clothes were wet. His hair covered his entire face. Because Amelia carried him too easily, from Old Madam Walton's view, it looked like a ghost lying on Amelia's body. Old Madam Walton's mind exploded, and she immediately thought of the word "ghost possession".

"Mia…" Old Madam Walton clutched her chest, her voice trembling. Amelia looked up in confusion and realized that Old Madam Walton had also entered with a frightened expression. She immediately threw the little kid on her back down. With a bang, the little kid fell to the ground and let out a muffled groan.

Amelia ignored the little kid and ran over to hug Old Madam Walton. Old Madam Walton thought that she was afraid and was about to comfort her when she heard Amelia say in a childish voice, "Be good, be good. Grandma, don't be afraid. Mia is here."

Strange Little Boy