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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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359 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 299- You fool

Esme let out a sigh as she adjusted the painting back onto the wall, her fingers lingering for a moment. The hidden compartment was a comforting secret, but tonight something about it felt heavy. She turned toward the bookshelf in the corner of her room, her eyes settling on a book she knew too well: Twins' Safety.

A wry smile tugged at her lips as she pulled the book halfway out. A soft click echoed in the quiet room, and the bookshelf creaked open, revealing the hidden passage.

She stepped into the corridor, the dim space flickering to life as tiny bulbs lit the way. The faint hum of electricity filled her ears, but her mind was elsewhere, bracing for the encounter she wasn't ready for. At the end of the passage, a pristine white door stood like a silent guardian.

Esme raised her hand, knocking twice. Nothing.