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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 · ファンタジー
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359 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 212- Esme died.

The moment the door creaked open, a familiar scent drifted into the room—jasmine, soft yet suffocating. Without turning, Ray knew who it was. His second aunt. But something about her presence today felt off, more menacing. The air in the room grew thick with tension, and though his body was exhausted, a deep sense of dread pooled in his stomach.

She was humming. A light, cheerful tune, completely out of place in the cold, sterile space. Her happiness felt wrong, twisted somehow, and as her voice grew louder, Ray's heart raced in panic. Every note she hummed seemed to coil tighter around his chest. He didn't dare speak. His mind screamed at him to stay silent, to not provoke her, as if any word he uttered could shatter whatever fragile control she had over herself.