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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] Chapter 76- Guest?.

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Esme slowly got down from the bed, glancing at the IV attached to her hand. Without hesitation, she pulled it out, wincing slightly as she did. Her gaze then shifted to Ray, sitting quietly in his wheelchair. Moving carefully, Esme bent down, picking up Ray.

A sharp pain coursed through her body, but she pushed through it, determined. After laying Ray back on the bed, he stirred slightly, turned over, and drifted back to sleep.

Esme sighed in relief, then gently adjusted all her brothers, ensuring they were comfortable before pulling the blanket over them. Her eyes landed on the AC, noticing it was set too low. She adjusted the temperature, making sure the room was warm enough, and then quietly exited.

As soon as she stepped out, she saw the servants going about their work. Her voice, hoarse from disuse, called out softly, "Where's my phone?"