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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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294 Chs

[Volume 1] Chapter 57- Trapped.

"Damn it!" Esme cursed under her breath, instinctively grabbing the fabric of her dress in a vain attempt to wipe the deep red stain spreading across her front. Her heart sank as she realized how glaringly visible the stain was against the pristine white.

The man who had bumped into her, Beto, stood frozen for a moment, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I'm so, so sorry!" he blurted, quickly pulling out a tissue from his pocket and offering it to her in a hurried gesture. His hands fumbled nervously as he tried to help.

Esme caught his flustered gaze and, despite her frustration, couldn't bring herself to be angry. "It's okay," she said, her voice calm but tight as she dabbed at the spreading stain with the tissue. "It happens." She gave him a small smile, trying to reassure him as best as she could, but her focus was already on the mess she needed to clean up.