Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 181: Unclean Thing

Chapter 181: Unclean Thing

Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations

Alex pretended to be calm as if he already knew about this. His voice was cold but he could not hide his pride. “Yes, Mia, not bad. Practice a little more and try to chop the enemy’s head with your bare hands.”

Everyone was speechless. Miss Mia was a little girl! She was such a cute little girl. Master, could you teach her something normal? Chopping heads with her bare hands?! Can you not scare our daughter?!

Amelia’s action of chopping bricks with one hand had completely captured the hearts of a group of rough men. All the hall masters loved Amelia and wanted to carry her to visit the villa.

Alex looked at the group of people who wanted to s.n.a.t.c.h his daughter and said coldly, “Is there nothing else to do?” He had not hugged his daughter enough.

What did it have to do with them?

Everyone could only leave reluctantly to do their work. Alex picked Amelia up and said, “Let’s go. It’s time to bring you back.”

Amelia: “Yes, yes, yes!” She wanted to eat Grandma’s cooking!

Alex habitually walked towards the SUV. Suddenly, he thought of something and frowned. “We won’t take this car today.”

Amelia looked at the female ghost who had been waiting in the backseat of the car and asked, “Why?”

Alex: “It’s not clean.”

Amelia didn’t quite understand. Could it be that her father was saying that the car was dirty? But the car had been washed very clean! Perhaps her father was referring to the female ghost in the car? But her father couldn’t see the female ghost, right?

Amelia was puzzled. She whispered into Alex’s ear, “Daddy, can you see Auntie holding her head too?”

Alex was stunned. What auntie? He followed Amelia’s gaze and looked at the back of the car. As the old saying goes, children’s eyes are clean and can see things that adults can’t. Did Mia see a ghost? No, no, no, that’s impossible. After Alex reacted, he couldn’t help but disdain himself. This was the era of science. How could there be ghosts!

“There’s no head-hugging auntie. Mia, don’t spout nonsense.” Alex squeezed Amelia’s small hand and brought her to the garage. He chose a clean army-green SUV that was rarely driven and drove towards the Walton residence.

Amelia leaned against the window and looked back. Behind the car, the female ghost hugged her head and quickly followed.

“To be able to walk in the day, it must be an evil spirit,” Amelia muttered. “But what kind of ghost is it?”

The Walton family waited until noon before they saw an army-green off-road vehicle drive over arrogantly and stop at the entrance of the manor.

Amelia stuck her head out of the car window and shouted in a childish voice,

“Uncle Smith, open the door. Mia is back.”

Mr. Smith hurriedly opened the door and said happily, “Young Miss, you’re finally back. Your grandmother misses you very much.” Then, he saw Amelia’s forehead and was stunned. This… Didn’t Young Master guarantee that the Little Miss would be unharmed?

Amelia got out of the car and ran quickly on her short legs. “Grandma, Mia is back!”

Mr. Smith wanted to take a closer look at Amelia’s injuries, but he didn’t expect to not be able to catch her at all. Alex was tall and slender, and he slowly followed behind Amelia. His long legs had the advantage, so no matter how fast Amelia ran, he could follow her slowly. At the back was the female ghost who was holding her head. She held her head and walked around in a daze. When she saw the luxurious Walton family manor, her eyes revealed a hint of excitement, and she let out a strange cry.

In the house, the Old Madam of the Walton family hurriedly controlled her wheelchair to go downstairs. William, who was sitting at the bar reading, also threw down his math book. The parrot, Seven, flew out from somewhere and flapped its wings to step on the handrail of the stairs. However, the handrail of the stairs was too slippery. It lost its footing and directly slid down the handrail.

George was working on the sofa on the first floor when he heard Amelia’s voice. He stood up with one hand in his pocket and looked quite calm. He said calmly, “You should be relieved now, right?” In the next second, he saw Amelia run in. Her forehead was shockingly red. At first glance, she looked like she was bleeding.

Old Madam Walton exclaimed, “Mia!”

William hurried forward and asked, “Sister, what happened to your forehead? Are you alright? Does it hurt?”

Andrew asked Dylan to get the medicine box while he went up to check on Amelia’s forehead. Eric’s eyes were wide open, and even Chris put away his bored expression and frowned as he looked at the wound on Amelia’s forehead.

Old Master Walton was angry and anxious. He flew into a rage at George. “Is this what you mean by unscathed?”

George, who was being glared at by a group of people, was speechless. He turned his gaze to Alex, who was a step slower..