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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 158- Too close

Jay's face flushed red as he gently pushed Esme away from him, trying to compose himself. Esme, feeling the tension release, stood and ruffled her hair, taking a deep breath before her expression turned unreadable. She glanced at the door, her calm demeanor returning as she called out, "Come in."

With composed grace, Esme stood and brushed off her clothes as if nothing had transpired. Jay, with his back turned to the door, adjusted his tie with trembling hands, trying to regain his composure. Esme, meanwhile, sat on the stool with an expression of boredom, looking utterly unaffected by what had just happened. Her face was so neutral that it could almost convince anyone that the intimate moments before had been a figment of imagination.