Chapter 3 — After transferring 150,000 Yuan, I turned the table on the marriage

The banquet hall door was wide open. At the door, a policeman stood there, tall and tall, his hat brim obscuring his expression. Next to him is a lawyer named Ly — the person I invited. Lawyer Ly is over forty years old, wears gold-framed glasses, sharp eyes, and carries a black briefcase. He was my father's legal advisor for many years. Calm... and very "kill it and finish it". Two people, one in front and one behind, walked through the stunned crowd and walked straight towards me. The whole hall was silent. Khuong Vi was still kneeling on the ground, hugging my legs. When he saw the police, his whole body trembled like a leaf.

“No… not me… comrade police, this is a family matter!”

He spoke incoherently, trying to make excuses. Truong Lan also woke up and scrambled to her feet, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Who are you? Who let you in! This is my family's business, why are you meddling in it!"

Lawyer Ly didn't even look at them, walked to my side, bowed his head slightly:

“Miss Tran, everything is ready.”

I nodded and took the briefcase from his hand. After that, I held the microphone, looked at everyone... then looked at Khuong Vi, who was as pale as death.

“The fourth thing.”

My voice is as cold as a winter lake.

“Regarding my daughter… the baby just turned one month old.”

"And also the reason why you, Khuong Vi... will leave empty-handed, and forever lose your status as a father."

I zipped up my briefcase and took out the first set of documents.

“This is a personal accident insurance policy.”

"Buyer: Khuong Vi. Insured: our daughter, Tran Nac Nhat."

“That's right, you take my last name.”

“Insured amount: 3,000,000 yuan.”

“Beneficiary: Khuong Vi.”

"The day I bought it... was the third day after she was born. At that time, I was still in the hospital, had just experienced postpartum hemorrhage, and couldn't even get out of bed."

I threw each copy of the contract on the table. The paper fell like a paper offering. Khuong Vi's pupils shrank.

“You… why are you…”

“How would I know?” I interrupted, my voice cold.

"You used a copy of my ID card, forged my signature to buy insurance... did you think that the insurance company would send an electronic copy to the legal guardian?"

He was speechless. Below, someone took a cold breath.

"Buying 3,000,000 yuan of insurance for a newborn? What's your intention?"

“The beneficiary is himself…”

Truong Lan still tried to struggle:

"What about buying insurance? It's giving my grandchild a guarantee! My son has foresight! Don't think everyone is as bad as you!"

“Foresight?”

I laughed coldly, taking out the second thing from my bag. A USB.

“Mom, don't rush to put a high hat on your son.”

"This 'foresight'... the cost is too great. My daughter cannot bear it."

I gave the USB to the hotel staff.

“Please, play the video inside on the big screen.”

Khuong Vi was as if struck by lightning, frantically rushing forward to rob him.

"No! Tran Hi! Don't play!"

The police officer behind him stepped up, one hand pressed firmly on his shoulder like iron pliers, making him unable to move. The big screen lights up. The image is a bit shaky... the angle is from the camera in the baby's room. The time… was the night three days ago. In the frame, Nac Nhat is sleeping soundly in his crib. The room door opened slightly. Khuong Vi's figure appeared. He didn't turn on the light, but gingerly walked to the crib. The whole hall held its breath. He reached out... to check the baby's breathing. Confirm your child is sleeping soundly. His face... immediately became distorted and scary. He bent down. Not to kiss you. Instead, use both hands to hold onto the edge of the crib... and then shake it frantically. The baby in the crib woke up startled and burst into tears. A sharp, heart-wrenching cry. But he… didn't stop. Shaking and gritting his teeth, he cursed in a voice only he could hear:

"Why are you crying? You're useless!"

“Should have died inside!”

The mouthpiece in the video... is so clear it's scary. In the hall, a female guest couldn't bear it anymore, covered her mouth with her hand, and let out a cry of horror. My mother squeezed my father's arm, her nails digging deep into the skin, tears silently falling. The video continues. After shaking, Khuong Vi stopped. He looked at his daughter who was crying until she couldn't breathe from fear and discomfort... his eyes didn't have a single trace of pity. Then he slowly reached out and took the soft pillow next to him. He slowly, very slowly… put the pillow on her face. Someone in the hall screamed loudly. My father couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed everyone's hands, rushed up and kicked Khuong Vi straight in the back.

"You animal! I'll kill you!"

The police immediately rushed in to arrest him. As for Khuong Vi, the moment the pillow was put down... it became as soft as mud and fell to the ground. In the video, the pillow only pressed for five seconds. Then he threw it away in panic, breathing heavily, cold sweat pouring down his face. He… was also afraid. Fear actually causes murder. What he wanted… was just an “accident” that seemed reasonable. For example…sudden infant death syndrome. The video ends. The big screen went dark. The whole hall... was deathly silent. Everyone looked at Khuong Vi on the ground... like looking at trash, like looking at a demon. Lawyer Ly's voice rang out, cold and clear:

“We have submitted the video and all related evidence to the police.”

"According to the law, Khuong Vi's behavior constitutes suspicion of intentionally causing injury (incomplete)."

"As the mother and sole legal guardian of the child, Ms. Tran Hi will sue for divorce, and at the same time apply for a personal safety order, permanently depriving Khuong Vi of visitation rights to the child."

The police officer who had been silent all this time walked up and took out handcuffs. The cold metal under the lamp reflects the cold light.

“Khuong Vi.”

"You are suspected of being involved in an intentional injury case. Please follow us to the station to coordinate the investigation."

The cuffs locked. Not only locking his hands... But locking his whole life. Truong Lan looked at that scene and let out a distorted scream that didn't sound like a human voice. Her eyes widened, her whole body fell straight down... fainting.