Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 392: It Will Get Better and Better

Chapter 392: It Will Get Better and Better

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia: “Eldest Uncle, are you preparing to do bad things?”

George slammed the phone down. “No.”

Helena pouted. “Don’t I know him? He’s definitely going to call and get someone to teach Sarah a lesson.” Although she was also angry, she didn’t want her brother to suffer unnecessary stains because of someone like Sarah.

Helena said to Amelia, “Mia, tell your eldest uncle not to do anything stupid.” Revenge? Who said she had to get someone to do it? She was a ghost, so she had a few people!

Amelia was picked up by George and sat on his knee. She raised her hand and patted George’s head. “Eldest Uncle, be good. You can’t do anything stupid.” George was helpless. “Do you know what Eldest Uncle wants to do?”

Amelia pointed to the side. “Mom said, doesn’t she know you well enough?”

George’s back stiffened. He asked silently, “Is your mother beside you now?”

Actually, when they were in prison just now, for a moment, he envied Sarah. At least she could see Helena. The person she was so afraid of was someone they wanted to see but couldn’t.

Amelia suddenly reached out and pinched her fingers to open George’s eyelids. “Look, Eldest Uncle.’

George was caught off guard. His eyelids suddenly opened. In a daze, he saw someone standing beside him. She was saying, “Mia, don’t poke your eldest uncle’s eyes! If he can’t see, so be it. Didn’t your master say that our meeting will affect you…” Before she could finish speaking, she heard a deep voice.

“Helena…”

Helena was stunned and looked at George. “Brother? You can see me now?”

George nodded. His throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He didn’t say anything for a long time. He just looked at Helena. The sister they had doted on for half their lives had now become a ghost… At the thought of this, George’s heart still hurt.

Amelia walked to the door and closed it quietly. Her eldest uncle and mother must have a lot to say. She was a sensible child. She had to be good at this time and not disturb them.

Amelia went to look for Mrs. Walton happily. Mrs. Walton was practicing tai chi, and her cheeks were rosy and shiny. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that Mrs. Walton was still in a wheelchair some time ago!

“What’s wrong, Mia?” When Mrs. Walton saw Amelia running over, panting, she asked again, “Where did you go? Why are you so tired?”

Amelia let out a sigh. “Mia is very busy!” She was busy attending kindergarten and catching ghosts. She had just coaxed Sister Emma and then Eldest Uncle. Now, she decided that she had to start earning money! She had to be responsible for her family. This way, Eldest Uncle would not have to go to work and his health would get better and better!

Amelia: “By the way, Grandma, did Eldest Uncle take his medicine on time?”

Mrs. Walton: “Yes! Your eldest uncle has been much better recently.” In the past, George’s face was very pale. People who stayed up late and could not sleep for a long time would look dim no matter how fair their skin was. They would look like black faces. But now, George’s face was gradually turning brighter. The change was obvious. He had already started to go out to bask in the sun in an attempt to tan himself a little.

Amelia nodded. “Yes, that’s good!” Their family would get better and better!

At night, the wind in the prison blew. Sarah felt that she was not good at all! The inside of the prison was a large bunk, the kind where everyone lay on the same bed! The cell she lived in was for fourteen people. She was ostracized and arranged to the last position, close to the toilet. It smelled so bad! Was this a place for people to stay? Society was so developed now, couldn’t it improve the quality of living in the prison? There were so many people, but there were still people snoring and talking in their sleep. It was so noisy!

Because of what happened during the day, Sarah couldn’t sleep. Now that she heard the rising and falling snores, she became even more frustrated. The

Walton family was too cold-blooded. She had given birth to Harper and Emma for the Walton family. Even if she didn’t have any credit, she had worked hard! George’s gaze before he left actually wanted to kill her?! Would her life in prison become harder and harder in the future?! It was already very tough in prison. Prison was not what outsiders thought. Food and accommodation were provided, and they would even go out for a walk every day. They had to work, such as twisting screws, sticking ballpoint pens… Some very cheap things in the market were actually from the prison production line! It was very, very tiring! If George secretly tampered again, she could imagine that she would have endless work in the future.. She might even be pressed on the head and even drink urine…