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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
Classificações insuficientes
355 Chs

[ Volume 1] Chaper 270- Food

The weight of his words crushed her, and she felt as if the air had been sucked from the room. Her hands trembled as she reached for Ray, her fingers brushing against his cold hand. "I didn't… I would never…" she whispered, but her voice was drowned out by the storm of emotions swirling around her.

Ryan stood abruptly, his face a mixture of rage and heartbreak. "You don't get to cry, Esme," he said coldly, his voice devoid of any warmth. "Not after what you've done. Look at him. Look at him! This is on you."

He turned and walked toward the door, his movements stiff with barely contained anger. "I hope it was worth it," he said bitterly before slamming the door behind him, leaving Esme alone in the suffocating silence of the room.

The only sound was the faint beeping of the monitors and the soft sobs that escaped her lips as she knelt beside the bed, her hand clutching Ray's lifeless one as tears streamed down her face.