Chapter 15 — After Mom Remarried, I Inherited 40% of the Shares

"More..."

I gently turned another page of the report.

"Nurturing some female artists who cannot appear publicly."

"For use in 'social relations' with a few influential people."

Each time I say one more thing. Hua Chan Hoa's face turned even whiter. To the end. He had almost no blood left on his face. The whole person trembled.

"I... you..."

"These things..."

"Where did you get it from?!"

He stared at the documents in my hand. Eyes filled with panic. Because those are all the deepest buried secrets. It is the grave of his mother and son. Just being exposed. Not only is the body paralyzed. But you can also spend the rest of your life in prison.

"Have you forgotten who my father is?"

I gently tapped my fingers on the table.

"My father struggled in the business world for half his life."

"If he wants to investigate anyone..."

"Do you think you can hide it?"

I looked straight at him.

"These are all the third things I left for me."

"He already knew that you and your mother were not kind people."

"That's why I prepared a weapon for me."

Hua Chan Hoa completely collapsed. The whole person was limp on the sofa. His eyes were filled with despair. He understands better than anyone. I'm done with my life. These evidences are like swords hanging above your head. At any moment, his life could be taken. I closed the file.

"Let's go back to talking about 1 billion yuan."

I sat down opposite him.

"I think I used 1 billion yuan to buy the second half of my life and my mother's..."

"Is it expensive?"

Hua Chan Hoa's lips trembled. But couldn't utter a word. I held up three fingers.

"I give you three days."

"Within three days."

"I want to see 1 billion yuan appear in my account."

"If not..."

I gently patted the file.

"This report will appear on the desks of disciplinary authorities, tax authorities and police authorities."

"Until then..."

"Don't say Hung Su Group."

"Even whether the Hua family can keep it or not is a problem."

I stood up. Don't bother looking at him again.

"Lawyer Tan."

"Sending guests off."

Hua Chan Hoa was absentmindedly invited out. The two accompanying bodyguards were also thrown straight out the door. The reception room quickly became quiet again. Lawyer Tan looked at me. There was both appreciation and a little worry in his eyes.

"This move of yours really hits the opponent's weakest point."

"But Trieu Thuc Phan's side..."

"I'm just afraid it won't be easy to let go."

"She's a crazy person."

"I know."

I looked out the window. His eyes were calm but determined.

"I just want to drive her crazy."

"A cornered rabbit can still bite people."

"Not to mention a poisonous snake that has been hiding for so many years."

"If she doesn't show all her fangs and claws."

"How can I break it all at once?"

Right at that moment. My phone rang again. The person calling was Trieu Thuc Phan. Just picked up the phone. There was an angry scream from the other side.

"Hua Niem!"

"That bitch!"

"You dare threaten my son?!"

"I'll tell you."

"You're dead!"

"Bitch!"

"Do you think that by holding that bit of evidence you can threaten me?"

"I'll tell you."

"You're still very young!"

"I'll give you a word."

"Immediately destroy everything in your hand."

"Then obediently take you back here."

"If not..."

"I will make you not see the sun tomorrow!"

Her voice was filled with madness. Carrying undisguised killing intent. This is the true face of Trieu Thuc Phan. That gentle grandmother... Just a layer of human skin worn on the outside. I laughed faintly. The voice was full of contempt.

"Mrs. Trieu."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Not a threat."

"I'm informing you!"

Her voice became colder and colder.

"Don't forget how your mother whore died."

"I can make it disappear."

"Then I can make you disappear!"

My heart suddenly sank. Dad just said my mother passed away from postpartum hemorrhage. But what Trieu Thuc Phan just said... revealed a completely different truth. Could it be that... My mother's death still has a hidden meaning? I tightened my grip on the phone. The voice was extremely cold.

"It seems..."

"My mother's death has something to do with her."

The other end of the line was silent for a second. Then there was a loud burst of laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"What if it's related?"

"That shameless bitch."

"Dare to seduce my son."

"It deserves to die!"

"I just told them to add some medicine to its birth control pills."

"Let it bleed a little more."

"Who knew it was so useless."

"A little bit is already dead."

"It's really too good for it!"

I stiffened. Just admitted it? Admit that you killed my mother with your own hands? The blood in my body seemed to freeze. An overwhelming hatred flared up from the bottom of my heart. Submerge all reason. Turns out it was her. It was this evil woman... Who killed my mother. I squeezed the phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Nails dug deep into skin. But I don't feel any pain at all.

"Trieu Thuc Phan."

I slowly called her name. Every word. Carrying cold air like coming out of hell.

"Damn it."