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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 · Fantasi
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359 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 186-Wedding.

Helga's gaze softened, but her words were no less intense. She crouched down slightly, speaking to Aron in a voice that was unexpectedly gentle. "Listen, you don't have to worry. Just say it. Say she kidnapped you, and I swear—I'll bury her with my own hands." Her tone was chilling in its softness.

Aron's eyes widened in shock, but it was Esme who reacted first. "Excuse me?" she spluttered, disbelief clear in her voice. "Do you think I'm the type of person who kidnaps someone?"

Helga turned to Esme, slowly looking her up and down with a scrutinizing glare. "You are."

Esme recoiled as if she'd been physically struck, her expression one of exaggerated hurt. It was as if Helga's words had shot straight through her heart. She dramatically collapsed to the ground, clutching at her chest with mock anguish. "How could you do this to me? I am such a sweet, innocent, weak girl," she whimpered, her voice full of false sorrow.