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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
Not enough ratings
359 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 303- What the hell

He groaned, his head dropping into his hands. "This is harassment. I'm calling HR."

Esme burst out laughing, the sound rich and unapologetic. "Darling, I am HR. Now, unless you're planning to add another fifty million to your debt by filing a baseless complaint, I suggest you get started."

Aron's eyes darted back to the books, and his shoulders sagged in defeat. He could already feel the stress mounting as he imagined the sheer embarrassment of this task.

As he grabbed the books and made for the door, Esme called after him, her voice dripping with mock encouragement. "Oh, and Aron? Make sure you capture the emotional nuances of each character. I expect nothing less than brilliance!"

He didn't turn back, but his muttered curses echoed down the hallway.

Esme leaned back in her chair, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. "That'll teach him to mess with me," she said, flipping open her laptop and resuming her leisurely day.