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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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302 Chs

[Volume 1] Chapter 34- Reality.

"Wait," Esme's voice rang with quiet authority, halting the servant who had just approached Ray's wheelchair. At her signal, the servant immediately stepped back, retreating with a formal bow and standing at attention, clearly accustomed to such interruptions.

Esme stood from her seat, her movements graceful yet purposeful, her eyes softening as they met Ray's. Without a word, she walked up to him, her intent clear. In one fluid motion, she bent down and effortlessly scooped Ray up into her arms, as if he weighed nothing at all.

Ray, momentarily startled, glanced up at her with wide eyes before a familiar smile curved his lips. "You don't always have to carry me, you know," he teased lightly, though the affection in his tone betrayed how much he enjoyed these moments.

Esme smiled down at him, her eyes glowing with warmth and amusement. "But I want to," she replied softly, cradling him securely against her. "Besides, I like holding you."