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The Heiress's Comeback

Being adored by one's parents and hoping to achieve something that could bring them happiness, a child sacrificed their carefree personality and chose the path of books and knowledge at an early age. Without looking back to see how those they thought were their parents were, in truth, only pushing them from behind. Esme, a prodigy from an early age, excelled in everything, unlike her sister, who, though adored by both parents, always lagged behind. Finally, after saving the company from debts and restoring it to its former glory, Esme looked back at her parents in hope of recognition but... "You are not even my daughter, you pathetic fool." "Hehe, Sister, how about I take your fiancé?" "Um, you see, Esme, I love your sister." "Tch, insect, how dare you reject checks whenever I, your mother, asked for money!" Those words lingered in Esme's mind before she lost consciousness and woke up inside a prison. "What are you doing here, Aron?" Esme looked at a handsome young man seated in a wheelchair, gazing at her with amusement. He was her sole business competitor, and now, he was visiting her in prison. "Nothing, just came here for a proposal, Miss Esme..." Let's see what awaits the journey of an heiress who was wrongly accused of being fake, betrayed by her fiancé, and had to seek support from her business rivals.

K1ERA · Fantasy
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433 Chs
#SUPERPOWERS
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#ALPHA
#BUSINESSWOMAN
#REVERSE HAREM

[ Volume 1] Chaper 249-Are you angry.

"Apologies, huh?" she said, her voice chillingly calm. "Don't you think you should be directing those apologies at the right person?"

Esme and Aron, still balancing precariously on one leg, exchanged a quick look, realizing their situation was about to get much worse if they didn't tread carefully.

"Oh, absolutely, dear," Esme said with an awkward smile, trying to placate Helga. "We were… just warming up. No need to get upset!"

"Right, Helga," Aron added, his smile wide and disarming. "No harm done, really. Just a friendly… uh, sparring session."

Helga's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly unimpressed. "Wrong answer."

And with that, she tightened her grip on their legs, sending fresh waves of pain through their limbs.

"Ouch! Helga, please!" Esme squeaked, her hand flailing as she tried to keep herself steady.

"Yeah, we're really, really sorry!" Aron practically whimpered, his once-confident grin replaced by a look of genuine discomfort.