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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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369 Chs

[Volume 1] Chapter 40- Elders

By dealing with Valhale elders from a young age, Esme was already accustomed to handling people like them—those who circled like sharks, ready to devour any sign of weakness. In comparison, these Aron elders were nothing; they were like children before the seasoned leaders she had faced. Esme had grown up learning how to stand her ground, and now, she carried that same air of command as she settled into the corner of the room.

"So, what brings you here?" she asked, her voice sharp yet calm, eyes scanning the group. The youngest elder, hesitant but emboldened by the silence, began to speak. "As we mentioned earlier—"

But Esme raised a hand, cutting him off mid-sentence, her gaze narrowing. "Enough!" Her voice echoed, firm and unapologetic. "I'm not here for your excuses or your jokes. Tell me the *real* reason you've come."

The room went still, the tension thick as the elders exchanged uneasy glances. They knew then that Esme wasn't someone they could toy with.