Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 408: Exhausting Me

Chapter 408: Exhausting Me

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

The flirtatious ghost: “Eh? There’s a new ghost!”

The ugly auntie: ‘

Cowardly Ghost: “… Finally, someone is helping him share the pressure!”

The flirtatious ghost smiled and pulled out her hand. She performed a fireworks show on the spot. “Welcome, newcomer!”

Max: ‘

Alex picked up the Soul Retrieving Gourd and took a closer look. It was only the size of a fingernail, but there were actually several ghosts inside?

“Come here.” Alex hugged Amelia and put the Soul Retrieving Gourd on her again. “Are you done?”

Amelia: “Yes, yes, I’m so tired!”

Alex was speechless. ‘My good girl, I don’t think you’ve done much, have you?’

Amelia ran up to George happily. “Eldest Uncle, let’s go home!” Grandma had made the afternoon tea gift bag. She and her father would definitely not be able to finish it. Grandpa was old and could not eat so much, but if he did not finish it, Grandma would be sad, so Eldest Uncle had to go back.

George didn’t know that Amelia had pulled him home for this reason. He just doted on her unconditionally. “Okay.” He called Erik in and explained the rest.

Erik jotted them all down, then looked at the unconscious Tace on the sofa. “What about him? Do you want to hire him?”

George nodded. Mia was blaming herself just now. She said that she accidentally let the unlucky ghost out a few days ago and caused Tace to lose his job. As her eldest uncle, he naturally had to clean up for her.

Coincidentally, the President’s office lacked a daily a.s.sistant, so it was Tace.

Walton residence.

Mrs. Walton took a bite of her apple pie and muttered, “It’s delicious. Why is Mia running?”

Mrs Taylor said, “Little Miss might be in a hurry to leave.”

Mrs. Walton pouted. “She’s just a child. What urgent matters can she have?”

At this moment, there was a sound outside the door. Amelia ran in quickly. “Grandma, Mia is back!”

Mrs. Walton’s face lit up and she immediately said, “You’re back at the right time. Try Grandma’s apple pie?”

Amelia took a big bite and gave her a thumbs up. “Grandma’s apple pie is the best! ”

When Mrs. Walton heard this, she happily took four or five more and placed them in Amelia’s hand. Amelia ran out, grabbed one, and stuffed it into Alex’s mouth. She grabbed another and stuffed it into George’s mouth. Well… there were still two left… Amelia stared at George. When she saw that George had barely eaten the one in his mouth, she immediately stuffed the one in her hand into his mouth.

Alex: “…Ahem, water, water…

Amelia went to get water considerately. When she saw that Alex had finished eating, she immediately stuffed another one into his mouth. After that, she ran happily into the kitchen. “Grandma, we’re all done!”

Mrs. Walton said happily, “Alright, the lotus seed soup is ready too.”

Amelia: “Okay!’

Alex turned to leave. “Oh… I remember now. I have something to report to the higher-ups.”

George also picked up his briefcase. “l have a doc.u.ment to sign. I’ll go back to the office first.’

Mrs. Walton happened to come out with the lotus seed soup and said, “Stop.

Eat before you leave.”

Alex: ‘

George:

To be honest, Mrs. Walton’s culinary skills were not bad. Be it the food or desserts, the taste was not inferior to a five-star cafeteria. It was just that Mrs. Walton made breakfast at seven or eight in the morning, snacks after cooking at ten, lunch at twelve in the afternoon, afternoon tea and dessert at three in the afternoon, and after eating at around six, there was fruit tea and nouris.h.i.+ng porridge… Then, before she fell asleep, she asked if you wanted a late night snack… No one could withstand this!

Amelia was still very thin when she first arrived at Walton’s house. Now, her small face was round and she had baby fat. Her small hands were also chubby and soft when she carried her. If Alex had not gone out to run and exercise every day, he would probably have lost his eight-pack now…

George went out and made a call. “Erik, bring the doc.u.ments for the company’s new project. By the way, bringace over too.”

On the other end of the phone, Erik hung up the phone in confusion. He walked to the President’s office and realized that a group of people were surrounding the door and peeping. His face darkened. “What are you looking at? Hurry up and get to work!”

Everyone dispersed. They pretended to print doc.u.ments, make coffee, and discuss things with their colleagues… Erik nudged Tace. After a while, Tace opened his eyes in confusion and woke up..