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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 62- how dare you !

Soon, a group of curious onlookers rushed towards room 301, their steps hurried and filled with anticipation. Diana led the way, her strides confident, the faintest trace of a smile curling at the corners of her lips. With each step closer, her excitement grew. The pace of her heartbeat quickened, not out of concern, but with a deep, burning satisfaction. She could almost feel the moment she had been waiting for—her plan, her carefully crafted manipulation, finally about to unfold.

The hallway seemed to stretch before her, but with every echoing footstep, Diana's mind raced, imagining what awaited her behind the door. She wanted to see it, to bask in the scene she had orchestrated. The thrill of knowing things were falling into place filled her with a quiet, thrilling delight.