Song Ci

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!

Helena grinned. "Yes, isn't this for your own good? Look at how beautiful that seductive ghost sister is…"

Before she could finish, Helena was suddenly pulled into Chris's arms. "Helena… are you okay over there?" His voice was hoarse. Where no one could see, he quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Helena hugged Chris and patted his back. "Fourth Brother, I'm quite well, really. The Infernal Judge is also very good to me. He even secretly brought me out. Those old fellows in Hell are blowing their beards and glaring at me, but they can't do anything to me. I went to register today. They said that they would find a good family for me to reincarnate. There are four choices. Guess what I chose?"

Chris's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the bitterness in his throat. He smiled and asked, "What did you choose?"

Bargaining For Reincarnation