Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 448 – Bargaining For Reincarnation

Chapter 448: Bargaining For Reincarnation

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Helena grinned. “Yes, isn’t this for your own good? Look at how beautiful that seductive ghost sister is…”

Before she could finish, Helena was suddenly pulled into Chris’s arms. “Helena… are you okay over there?” His voice was hoarse. Where no one could see, he quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Helena hugged Chris and patted his back. “Fourth Brother, I’m quite well, really. The Infernal Judge is also very good to me. He even secretly brought me out. Those old fellows in Hell are blowing their beards and glaring at me, but they can’t do anything to me. I went to register today. They said that they would find a good family for me to reincarnate. There are four choices. Guess what I chose?”

Chris’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the bitterness in his throat. He smiled and asked, “What did you choose?”

Helena smiled and said, “I said that I wanted to return to the Walton family and be my mother’s little daughter again, but in the end, the current acting King of Hell, an old fellow who’s so old, was about to die of anger. He said that it was nonsense! Your mother is already in her seventies and eighties. How can she give birth!”

Helena: “I thought about it and realized that it made sense. So I said that I would reincarnate as Big Brother’s daughter, or Third Brother, Fourth Brother, and Fifth Brother would be fine. Then, that old fellow said that I was fooling around. He said that if I reincarnated as your daughter, wouldn’t I be messing up my seniority with Mia?” She muttered and complained.

Chris looked at her without blinking. “And?” he asked.

Helena sighed. “Then there was nothing I could do. Those old guys were angry and said they didn’t care about me anymore. They didn’t let me choose for myself. They chose for me.”

Chris laughed. It had to be his sister. She could even bargain for reincarnation.

Helena added, “Actually, I’ve been at Walton’s house all this time. I can eat

Mom’s cooking every day.”

Chris remembered that Amelia would till a bowl every day before eating. It was filled to the brim. He pursed his lips and said after a long time, “Tell Fourth Brother what else you want to eat.” Helena had to avoid eating during chemotherapy when she was alive. There were many things she could not eat. Now, she could eat. No matter what she wanted to eat, he could find it for her.

Helena thought for a moment and said, “I want to eat fried grasshoppers, Supreme Shrimp Noodles, and salmon slices! Fourth Brother, make them for me personally!” There was nostalgia in her eyes.

Chris laughed. There were tears in his eyes as he tapped Helena’s nose. “Are you deliberately making things difficult for Fourth Brother?” Previously, when she was sick, they were afraid that there would be parasites in the salmon. Ordinary people would be fine if they ate it, but Helena was undergoing chemotherapy. If they were not careful, she would be infected. Therefore, salmon was a food that Helena had not eaten even after wheedling many times.

When Chris thought of this, his heart ached. Helena was still smiling and wheedling. “Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, are you going to make it for me?

If not, I’ll go look for Big Brother!”

Chris: “Yes, I’m not going to work tomorrow. I’ll make it for you.”

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Helena: “Yay! Mia, we’ll have delicious food tomorrow!”

Amelia, who was completely awake, looked confused. What fried grasshopper did her mother say? Was this thing really edible? But as for salmon… Amelia swallowed. “Mia can’t wait either!”

Helena kissed Amelia dotingly. “Okay, go to sleep. Little children can’t stay up late.” She leaned over the bed and hummed to Amelia to sleep.

Amelia hugged the kitten doll and looked at Helena without blinking. Her eyes were filled with the child’s attachment to her mother. Slowly, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Helena looked at the kitten doll in Amelia’s arms. She had given it to Amelia as a birthday present when she was two years old. If she remembered correctly, she had bought it on the side of the road. It was only twenty-five dollars. According to Elmer, later on, the doll had been beaten up by that bastard Jonathan. The cat ears had been cut off by Rebecca to make Amelia cry. Now that George had sent the scarred kitten doll to be carefully repaired, there was no sign of damage. The outside was clean, and the cotton inside had been treated somehow. It was fluffy and soft. Amelia was no longer the child who carried the doll everywhere she went. She felt safe enough now. It was just that she was used to hugging the kitten doll when she slept..