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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 · Fantasie
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248 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 203- unknown person.

A nagging worry began to coil in her mind. What could have delayed him? The possibilities spun around her, each one darker than the last. He never broke his word, and the unease tightened its grip on her. Esme stood up, determination flooding her veins. She needed to find him.

Esme picked up the landline, her fingers trembling slightly as she dialed the office. The weight of the moment settled heavily on her shoulders, and she took a deep breath to steady herself. The phone rang, each tone echoing her rising anxiety until a cheerful voice broke through the tension.

"Hello, this is the front desk!"

"Can you tell me if Mr. Ray has returned?" Her voice was steady, but inside, a storm was brewing, each passing second intensifying her unease.