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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] Chapter 122 -Scared out of my mind.

Ray scoffed. "No way. I was just... startled. Not scared."

Esme rolled her eyes, her smile widening. "Sure. Because startled people scream and grip onto the nearest person for dear life."

Jay interjected, trying to change the subject. "Look, it wasn't that bad. The special effects were kind of lame, really."

Kai nodded quickly in agreement. "Yeah, they went overboard with the makeup. I mean, come on, that ghost looked like something out of a Halloween store."

Esme couldn't help but laugh. "I don't know... The five-year-olds coming out of the theater seemed to think it was a comedy. And here you four are, acting like you watched a boring documentary."

Ray's ears reddened slightly, but he stood firm. "We're not kids, Esme. We just have higher standards for horror."