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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 · Fantaisie
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359 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 205- A mother

Esme turned, her strides purposeful as she headed toward her car. Helga, still rooted in place, watched as her friend reached for the door handle. But before Esme got in, she paused and looked back, her expression softening for just a moment.

"Helga," she said quietly, "if something happens to me, someone will need to take care of everything. Someone who understands how it all works. You know how important that is."

Helga's chest tightened. The weight of Esme's words felt like a punch to the gut. She wasn't just talking about the immediate threat—they were talking about the empire Esme had built, the legacy she had crafted from blood, sweat, and determination. If Esme fell, someone had to step up and hold it all together.

"Esme…" Helga whispered, her voice breaking, but Esme didn't let her finish.

"I'm trusting you," Esme said, her eyes lingering on Helga for a brief moment before she climbed into the car.