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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 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
359 Chs

[Volume 1] Chapter 79- First priority.

"What are you doing here, Aron?" she snapped, her irritation finally boiling over.

[A/N: Yes, it's the same Aron from chapter 5, Helga's husband.]

The mer—unfazed and still grinning—leaned casually against the desk, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, Esme," he said smoothly, "you didn't think I'd let you handle all this on your own, did you?"

Esme's hands clenched into fists at her sides. "You're interfering," she hissed, her voice low but filled with frustration.

The mer just smirked, clearly enjoying her anger. "Interfering? No, love," he said with a wink. "I'm helping. Even if you won't admit it."

"Helping, huh?" Esme shot back, her voice tinged with barely contained anger. She took a few deliberate steps, pacing from one side of the room to the other, attempting to keep herself in check. She turned and faced Aron, her eyes flashing with frustration.