Chapter 12 — After Divorce, I Made the Chu Family Pay the Price

The pupils immediately constricted. This phone number. I've seen it before. It was the phone number Ton Man used last night to contact Chu Hao. Of course it's her. I immediately called back. The phone rang for a long time. Just when I thought she wouldn't answer the phone. The call is connected. From the other end of the line came Ton Man's lazy but smiling voice.

“You did it, right?”

I get straight to the point.

"That's right."

She admitted that she was extremely comfortable. The tone is light as if talking about the weather.

“Hua Tinh.”

“I told you a long time ago.”

“Put a price and then voluntarily disappear.”

“It's you who won't listen.”

"If you don't drink the wine, you want to drink the wine as punishment."

I was so angry that my whole body was shaking.

“You are shameless!”

“Is that considered shameless?”

She burst into laughter.

“I tell you.”

“This is just the beginning.”

“I don't just want to make you lose your job.”

“I also want to make you lose your reputation in this industry.”

“Making her unable to raise her head for the rest of her life.”

“Aren't you very good?”

“I want to check it out.”

“No work.”

“No income.”

“How long will you be so arrogant?”

Her voice is like poisoned honey. Sounds very sweet. But it can take people's lives.

“What do you want in the end?”

“Very simple.”

Her voice turned cold.

“Let's meet tomorrow at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.”

“Sign the divorce papers.”

“Then get out of this city.”

“If not.”

“The next denunciation will not be sent to your company anymore.”

“Which will be sent to the Economic Crime Investigation Team.”

This is intimidation. She's using my money. Use my freedom to threaten me. I tightened my grip on the phone. Finger joints turn white.

“Do you think you won for sure?”

Ton Man smiled softly.

“What if not?”

“An outsider like you.”

“No right, no.”

“What are you fighting with me?”

“I advise you to be a little more reasonable.”

“Don't force me to do anything more extreme.”

The call was cut off. There were only long beeping sounds left on the phone. I stood in the middle of a busy crowd of people. For the first time, I felt helplessness and coldness seeping into my bones. Have I lost? I haven't lost yet. Hua Tinh me. Up until now, I have never been a person waiting to die. Do you think that can defeat me? You have looked down on me too much. I dried my tears. His eyes gradually became steadfast again. I need proof. Evidence to prove his innocence. It's Mr. Vuong from Hoa Thai company. I must find him. Let him testify for me. It's that fake bank transfer photo. I need to find a technology expert. Help me find loopholes in it. I immediately called a car. Go straight to Hoa Thai company headquarters. But when I got there. I was stopped by the receptionist again. She told me. Mr. Vuong asked for leave early in the morning. The phone is also turned off. My heart suddenly sank. A bad premonition arose. Surely he also took action against him. Right when I was at the peak of my impatience. The phone rang again. It's some strange machine in the city. I hesitated a bit then picked up the phone. On the other end of the line, a man's voice was deliberately lowered. Both scared and stressed. It's Mr. Vuong.

“Promise manager, don't look for me anymore!”

“I won't testify for you!”

I'm in a hurry ask.

“There is no reason!”

“Miss Ton warned me!”

“She said if I dared to speak up for her.”

“Then she will make me and my whole family disappear from city A!”

Mr. Vuong's voice trembled. Like about to cry.

“Manager Hua, I'm sorry.”

“I still have a wife and children to feed.”

“I... I can't tease her.”

The call was cut off again. My heart sank straight to the bottom of the abyss. The only witness. Was gagged. I only have one last path left. Prove that the transfer photo is fake. I reached out to a friend who had worked with me before. Currently working at a cybersecurity company. I sent him a screenshot. Ask him to help you assess it. An hour later. He called back. The tone is extremely serious.

“Jing Jing, this photo is very troublesome.”

“What do you mean?”

“Its processing techniques are extremely advanced.”

“There are almost no visible traces of editing.”

“The person who made this photo is definitely a top expert.”

“Unless…”

“Unless what?”

“Unless the original data can be obtained from the banking system.”

“If not.”

“Just looking at the photo, no one can prove it is fake.”

Those words were like a basin of ice water. Straight from my head to my feet. Original data from the bank? I'm just a normal person. How can I get that? She blocked all my escape routes. She wants to force me to the end. Forced me to leave empty-handed. Force me out of city A. What should I do?