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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.

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270 Chs

[Volume 1] Chapter 69- just a key.

"Can I ask you something, bro?" Jay's voice was hesitant, almost fragile in its uncertainty.

Ray, caught off guard, looked up. "Yeah, sure."

Jay hesitated for a beat, then finally asked the question that had been gnawing at him for a while. "Do you love her?"

Ray froze for a second, the question catching him off guard. He blinked, and for a moment, his face was unreadable. Then, with a calm tone, he replied, "Love? Don't be a jerk, Jay."

Ray exhaled slowly, letting the air settle between them. His gaze shifted to the window, as if grounding himself before speaking again. His voice was calm, almost detached, as though reminding himself as much as Jay.

"Don't forget our plan, Jay," he said, the tone measured. "For us, there's no place for love or anything like that."

Jay's brow furrowed, but he stayed silent, listening.