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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 300- Done for

Esme smirked, picking up a fork and slicing into the juicy steak. As she lifted it to her mouth, she caught Ray staring. His lips parted slightly, his hunger plain on his face, even as he tried to maintain his aloofness.

"Mm," Esme hummed, savoring the morsel as she chewed slowly. "Oh, Ray, this is so good. You're really missing out."

Ray's lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes narrowing at her teasing. But when she reached for the pork, he finally broke.

Ray stood abruptly, his face flushed with anger, though his hands rested protectively on his stomach. "You! You're over here eating while I'm angry? Really?" His voice was sharp, but there was a tremor of hunger behind it.

Esme paused mid-bite, her cheeks puffed out with food, and blinked innocently at him. After a dramatic swallow, she replied, "Well, what do you expect me to do? I went to the market, bought all these things just for you, and you refuse to eat. I can't waste it, right?"