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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 104-Mere secretary.

In Ray's office, the Aron brothers and Helga stood in tense silence, their calm exteriors barely masking the concern they all felt. The atmosphere was serious, and the weight of what they had just heard hung in the air.

"What the hell do you mean by 'right now'?" Ray's voice was calm but edged with frustration, breaking the stillness.

Ryan, standing across from him, responded steadily, "It's just as you heard. When I say 'right now,' I mean right now."

Ray's eyes narrowed as he pressed again, "So, you're saying Esme's not okay at all?"

Ryan met his brother's gaze, his tone unwavering. "No, she's not okay. And controlling her condition is uncertain at best. I don't know how long we can keep this up."

The room grew quiet again, with everyone processing the grim reality. Helga's expression remained composed, but her eyes betrayed her inner turmoil.