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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 160- Shocking truth.

One of Esme's hands moved down to Ray's nipples, squeezing them tightly. A jolt of pain mixed with unexpected pleasure coursed through him, causing him to gasp and moan, the sound slipping from his lips before he could stifle it.

Heat rushed to his face, painting his cheeks a vivid crimson as confusion and arousal collided within him like a storm. His other hand trailed lower, moving hesitantly down his body, sliding beneath the waistband of his pants.

With a swift, deliberate motion, she unfastened them, letting the fabric drop to the floor in a heap, leaving Ray feeling exposed and vulnerable.

Ray's mind raced, overwhelmed by a whirlwind of sensations and emotions. His heart pounded in his chest, a mix of trepidation and desire flooding his senses, as he grappled with the intensity of the moment.

Was this really happening? The tension in the air felt electric, charged with unspoken desires, and he could hardly think straight.

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