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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 124 -past .

Esme gave them a weak smile, trying to maintain her composure. "Right," she muttered. "Fearless."

But as they got closer to the ride, her heart raced. The sounds of the ride whooshing through the air, the screams of the riders, and the sight of that massive spinning bucket made her legs feel like jelly.

As they reached the front of the line, the brothers stood tall, grinning from ear to ear, while Esme felt like shrinking into the ground.

"Don't worry, Esme," Ray teased, nudging her lightly. "We'll hold your hand if you get scared."

Esme's heart tightened as they moved closer to the ride, but it wasn't the spinning bucket that scared her. It was the memories that resurfaced with every step, memories she had long buried. The moment they had entered the amusement park, regret had been gnawing at her, clawing at her insides. She should have never let Helga choose this place. She should have known better.