Transferred Wealth, Untransferred Blood

"My family was supposed to be the richest of the land, yet I had to refund even a cheap delivery. Why?In my previous life, my housekeeper's daughter got her hands on a trading system. Every cent of money I spent would be hers.She started trying to guilt-trip me into donating to all the impoverished students in her school. It was charity anyway, so I signed a check worth 300 grand.The moment I did, that money became part of her savings, and the amount on my check was zero. Everyone called me names, called me a charlatan. Even the boy toy I spent good money on broke up with me.That girl used my money to donate to charities and became the kind and beautiful heiress. She told everyone I was the housekeeper's daughter instead.Furious, I grabbed my black card and started shopping like crazy. I wanted to prove I was the real heiress, but the balance in my account was cleared immediately.That girl then spent 1.2 million right away, like it was one dollar. She scoffed at me. "Don't try to act like you're rich when you're a broke loser. Your mother doesn't make enough as a housekeeper."The Internet decided to hunt me down. I could not handle the stress, and my mind broke.For some reason, my body withered away at a blistering rate. Before my father could save me, I drew my last breath.When I opened my eyes again, I returned to that fateful day. The day the housekeeper's daughter made me donate to the school."