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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 319- Doubt

Esme took another step, her smile now teasing, playful even, but there was an underlying edge to it. She raised her hand, and for a moment, the entire room seemed to collectively tense up. Was she going to destroy the camera? Had she figured it out?

But then—just when it seemed like the whole house was about to implode—Esme did the last thing anyone expected. She reached past the camera, her fingers brushing against something soft.

A stuffed toy. A large teddy bear, sitting innocently beside the camera.

She picked it up, holding it in front of her with an exaggerated flourish, as if it were the most important thing in the room. The camera's lens captured every detail: the way she held the bear like it was an old friend, the sly grin playing at the corners of her lips. Then, with a casual turn, she took a few steps back, still holding the toy, still smiling.