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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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366 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 318- Got caught

As soon as the mirror clicked shut, Esme stood in place, her hand still grazing the surface. She stared at her reflection, her expression thoughtful, almost pensive. This mirror, like everything else in the house, was no ordinary piece of decor—it was a gateway, a tool of technology so advanced that even she struggled to comprehend its mechanics fully.

She let her fingers glide across the smooth, cold surface again, searching for the barely detectable imperfection she had discovered earlier. It was the only clue that gave away the hidden mechanism. When she pressed it just right, the door swung open. But even that wasn't entirely predictable; the mirror seemed to have a mind of its own, responding only when the conditions were perfect.