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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 · 幻想
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433 Chs
#SUPERPOWERS
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#REVERSE HAREM

[Volume 1] Chapter 125 -i am fine

As Kai's hand held hers firmly, grounding her in the present, Esme felt a sudden chill creep up her spine. It wasn't the warmth of his touch that startled her, but the sensation of something—or someone—hovering behind her. The cold, ghostly presence wrapped around her neck, and for a fleeting moment, it felt like familiar arms embracing her, but not with love or comfort. Her body froze, her heart pounding painfully in her chest as her vision blurred with tears she hadn't meant to shed.

In front of her, like a haunting apparition from her past, stood Cain. His smile, once playful and teasing, stretched across his face. "Why are you scared, Esme? You fool," he whispered, the mockery in his tone cutting through her like icy wind. His expression was the same as it had always been—mischievous, light-hearted—but now it felt wrong. The playfulness she once adored twisted into something far darker.