After Rebirth, I Tore Apart the White-eyed Wolf and the Fake Daughter

The driver's daughter, Yesenia Langham, used my family's money to support poor students' entrepreneurship and became the most beautiful rich girl in their hearts in the capital circle.

The youngest son of the richest man, Zachery Sawyer, was pushed down the mountain, and the watch that never left his body was found in my bag. No one suspected that Yesenia was framing me.

My brother, Kenny Langham, investigated the truth with Zachery and was falsely accused of plotting to steal wealth and harm lives by Yesenia.

Zachery was furious, and my whole family was killed.

But Yesenia, having amassed a significant fortune through astute investments, was hailed as Zachery's adopted daughter due to her perceived righteousness in eliminating the family of her father's leader. She led a life that elicited envy from all, built upon the detritus of my family's misfortune.

Looking back, I was reborn when she took poor students to the luxury store under our family's name and spent extravagantly.

She looked at the poorly economically disadvantaged students with tears and said, "You can't go out without even a decent set of clothes. I'll pay for all these men's clothes!"

Seeing the grateful faces of the economically disadvantaged students, I immediately stopped the supplementary card.

"Aren't you the rich girl in the capital circle? Then pay with your own money." I thought.

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"Ms. Langham is beautiful and kind-hearted. She never looked down on us because of our poverty and is the most ethereal girl I've ever met."

"Yes, as the young lady of a wealthy family, she never puts on airs. She goes shopping with us and buys us clothes. She has a good moral character and a noble character!"

Yesenia Langham's vanity swelled to unprecedented heights as she basked in compliments. She lifted her chin proudly and thought of herself as the young lady of the Langham family.

She completely forgot that she was just the daughter of the Langham family's driver and had the same surname as me.

Seeing me looking at her with a smile, her face immediately stiffened.

"Jessica Langham, what's wrong with you? Have you finished the report you were supposed to do?"

"You've been working on a report for a week, and it's still a mess. You don't know where to put any of the numbers. How can you be so stupid?"

She naturally scolded me in front of everyone, attracting everyone in the room to laugh at me.

In my previous life, she often took advantage of her supposed good intentions toward me as an excuse to belittle and ridicule me, especially in crowded settings casually.

Every time I was humiliated to the point of feeling ashamed, I would secretly blame myself and wonder if I was really stupid.

It was only after my death that I realized that Yesenia derived a sense of superiority solely by continually attacking and mocking me.

Standing before me, with my natural beauty and extraordinary charm, no matter how expensive her clothes or cosmetics were, she would still resemble nothing.

My generosity and the praise from the outside world made her no longer willing to be just a driver's daughter, and she forgot that if it weren't for me, she would have been ruined long ago!

A stark contrast to the present, she effortlessly indulged in lavish spending, with her monthly expenditures dwarfing the earnings of an average person accumulated over several years.

Thinking about the past, I took out my phone and canceled all my supplementary cards in a few clicks!

Then I sent messages to the managers of various major stores: [From now on, all expenses of Yesenia must be settled on the spot!]

"If you wish to flaunt your wealth, you must foot the bill yourself. Yesenia, you must experience the life of your original social standing this time." I thought.