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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 321- Loved ones

Kai turned slowly, his movements deliberate, his figure casting long shadows against the walls.

He began walking again, this time with a purpose that hadn't been there before. Each step was heavy, resounding like a countdown.

He stopped directly in front of the camera.

The room went silent, the faint hum of the monitors now a deafening roar in Rei's ears. She glanced at the old man, who remained perfectly still, his smile deepening ever so slightly.

Kai raised his hand.

Rei tensed, her fingers dancing over the keyboard, prepared to switch the feed. For a moment, she was sure he was going to rip the camera from the wall, exposing their watchful eyes. But just as his fingers grazed the lens, his hand dropped lower, touching the surface beneath it instead.