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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 242-You are the one.,..

The quiet was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Esme turned, her eyes landing on Ryan as he stepped onto the balcony. He was wearing a familiar nightgown, its panda pattern a quiet, comforting reminder of simpler moments amidst the tension that lingered in the air.

Ryan paused, nodding at her in silent acknowledgment. Esme returned the nod, her gaze softening for a moment. She shifted slightly, allowing him to join her in the quiet of the night.

Ryan's voice was soft but edged with a seriousness that made Esme look up. "You don't ever say that you smoke when I'm sitting with you," he said, eyes trained on the night sky, his gaze faraway and thoughtful.

Esme snickered and pressed her cigarette into an empty beer can beside her. "Stopped long ago," she replied, her voice light but layered with something deeper. "But sometimes… sometimes it's just needed."