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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] Chapter 102- Call me sister.

Helga closed her eyes, bracing for the impact. The sound of Beom's growl filled her ears, the air heavy with the weight of impending doom. Her heart trembled, but it wasn't fear of death that gripped her—it was regret.

She had failed Esme. Her dear friend lay unconscious, trapped in a struggle Helga couldn't pull her from. She had fought so hard, yet it wasn't enough. The thought tore through her, bitter and cold. Helga wasn't afraid of dying, but the fact that she couldn't help Esme wake from this torment and couldn't bring her back from the darkness—it broke her heart.

"I'm sorry, Esme..." she whispered into the deafening roar of the tiger.

The seconds stretched endlessly, and Helga waited for the crushing blow. But instead, she felt a shift—a sudden and powerful change in the air.

The ferocity of Beom's roar faded, replaced by a strange stillness. Helga dared to open her eyes.