"Mia, Grandma's good Mia…" Old Madam Walton came in crying.
"Grandma…" Amelia was shocked. "Grandma, why are you crying? You're not in good health. Don't cry." She frantically took a tissue to wipe Old Madam Walton's tears.
Old Madam Walton couldn't help but cry. Her granddaughter was really kind. She was already very sad, but she still had to comfort her.
"Mia, don't worry about those people on the Internet. Your eldest uncle and the others will handle it well." Old Master Walton also felt very upset.
"That's right, Mia. You just have to grow up happily. Leave the rest to Eldest Uncle." George also comforted her.
Eric had a bad temper. He patted the door frame and said, "That's right, Mia. If anyone dares to say that you're a bad child, Fifth Uncle will run to their house overnight and smash their phones!"
