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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 · Fantasia
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355 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 233- Tea or Poison

Esme's eyes snapped wide, unable to hide her shock. "Chili powder?!" Her voice wavered as she tried to keep calm. Her gaze practically screamed Are you serious? Her mind raced with sarcastic thoughts: What's next? A dinosaur bone? Anything else you want to add to this abomination?

Ray, completely oblivious, nodded enthusiastically. "Yep, chili powder! It's my signature touch, gives it that extra spice and kick."

Esme's mind went blank. She could feel her life flashing before her eyes. This is it. Goodbye, world. Goodbye, Helga, Aron… it's been real. But she kept smiling, nodding slowly. "Uh… very good… that's… creative."

As she lifted the cup to her lips in what she was sure would be her final act of bravery, she heard a voice from the doorway. "Esme! You're actually drinking Ray's tea?"

She glanced up and saw Aron standing there, wide-eyed. Relief washed over her face, a gleam of hope lighting up her eyes as she silently pleaded for rescue.