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!

George, Mrs Walton, and Amelia all left and went upstairs.

The supervisor of the customer service department glanced at Jen and said calmly, "Go pack your things. Then come to me to get the form and settle your salary in the finance department."

Jen still wanted to say something, but the supervisor said coldly, "The Walton Corporation won't mistreat any employee, even if it's an intern. But if you don't know what's good for you, I can still make the decision to deduct this money." She threw Jen an expression that said, "Go ahead and cry."

The surrounding employees did not plead for Jen. After all, they were afraid of her and were afraid of being pestered by her and crying endlessly. Jen could only sob and cry as she returned to the office to pack her things. She begged the person beside her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the person beside her turned his head away, as if he did not want to talk to her.

Tell Me, How Did You Die?