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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!

The Walton residence was bustling with activity for half the night. Finally, after Amelia fell asleep, it slowly quietened down.

Ling stood quietly outside the small balcony and looked at the branches that were starting to sprout. She was wearing clean pink cotton pajamas. Although the weather at the end of March was gradually warming up, it was still very cold at night. It was fine if there was a heater in the house, but it was definitely impossible to wear thin pajamas outside the balcony. However, Ling did not feel cold. She only stared blankly at the branches and then at the roots. The melted snow made the soil look wet. Unfortunately, she could not smell the fresh smell of the soil.

There was a knock on the door. George pushed the door open and entered. He was wearing home clothes that were slightly thicker than pure cotton pajamas. He slowly walked out of the small balcony and asked, "What are you looking at?"

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