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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 312- Suspect

In the dimly lit police station, the hum of computers filled the room as Katrina reclined in her chair, her sharp heels resting on the edge of the desk. A flickering surveillance video played on her monitor, the loop repeating again and again. Her lips curled into a sly grin, and her fingers drummed lazily on the table.

"Hey, Christopher," she drawled, not bothering to look over her shoulder.

A voice, laced with irritation, cut through the hum. "It's Kaira, ma'am." The woman stepped into the light, her yellowish hair catching the glow of the monitor.

Katrina waved a dismissive hand, her grin widening. "Ah, Christopher, Kaira—does it matter?"

Kaira's teeth clenched, her jaw tightening visibly, but she kept her tone neutral. "Miss Katrina, why are you smiling?"