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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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300 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 257-Something wrong.

It was past 7 p.m. by the time Esme finally closed her last file. She pushed her chair back, intending to leave, but the sudden, sharp pulse of pain from her still-healing wound made her falter. She clutched the desk for support, the injury from her recent fight stinging intensely despite Beom's slow healing magic. Breathing through the pain, she straightened up and pulled open her drawer.

Inside, a small, transparent container of white pills glinted under the light. Rehan had warned her: these weren't just painkillers. They accelerated healing but at a cost—intense drowsiness that could make even the strongest waver. Esme swallowed one, almost feeling the bitterness soak into her bloodstream. Within moments, the familiar, thick haze began clouding her mind, dulling the pain but making everything seem dreamlike, slightly off-balance. She leaned back in her chair, deciding she'd wait it out here; there was no way she'd risk letting anyone see her in this state.