Chapter 6 — Don't Touch My Limits

As soon as he heard the words "Cao Kien Lam inheritance dispute" Truong Nguyet Cam's face immediately stiffened. His eyes revealed panic that could not be hidden. Her whole body... trembled slightly. Cao Kien Lam— Is my father-in-law. Also the father of Cao Trung Dan. Five years ago, right before Cao Trung Dan and I got married one month... He suddenly passed away from a heart attack. She never dreamed that I would suddenly mention this matter, and she did not expect that I had long sought a lawyer to ask about this case. I didn't pay attention to her panic and continued to speak into the phone, every word clearly: "The address of the first property, the textile factory dormitory in the old neighborhood, building 12 units, 3 rooms 502, real estate in the name of Cao Hieu Quyen, within the scope of Mr. Cao Kien Lam's estate, proposed to be sealed." As soon as he finished speaking, Truong Nguyet Cam's face turned white, without a trace of blood, his eyes stared at me, his lips began to tremble. Cao Trung Dan stood next to him in bewilderment, looking from me to his mother, completely not understanding what was going on, not knowing what that address was, and not understanding why his mother was so scared. I didn't stop and continued reading: "Second property address, Hoa Vien Anh Duong new area, building 8 units 1 room 1501, real estate in the name of Cao Hieu Quyen, money to buy the house comes from Mr. Cao Kien Lam's estate, please seal." After saying this sentence, Truong Nguyet Cam's body began to tremble uncontrollably, her legs went weak, she almost fell, she had to hold on to the sofa armrest to barely stand, her mouth stammering: "You... how do you know... how do you know these things..." I still didn't look at her, took a deep breath and continued reading: "The third property address, kiosk number 18, area A, residential market, Van Hoa street, the tenant is Cao Hieu Quyen, rent and investment capital." All originally originated from Mr. Cao Kien Lam's legacy, and are proposed to be sealed." Three addresses, finished reading. Before he could finish speaking, Truong Nguyet Cam, who had just been so arrogant that no one could match him, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground with a "thump" sound. Her whole body completely collapsed, tears and snot flowed from her eyes, trembling like a leaf, reaching out to grab my pant leg, crying until she was hoarse: "Don't call anymore! Lam Mai! Don't call anymore! Hang up! I beg you! I was wrong! I'm really wrong!" All the arrogance from before disappeared, leaving only fear and despair, the whole person collapsed to the ground, unable to stand, collapsing on the spot. I looked at her, there was no pity in my heart, only an indescribable coldness. I said to lawyer Vuong on the other end of the line: "Lawyer Vuong, please prepare the documents in advance. I will send you detailed documents later, we will discuss the next step." The lawyer replied: "Okay, Ms. Trieu, I will prepare it right away. If you have anything, please contact me at any time." I hung up the phone, squatted down, looked at Truong Nguyet Cam who was crying until she couldn't breathe, and said coldly: "Truong Nguyet Cam, weren't you very strong-mouthed just now? Didn't you say I couldn't do anything to you? Why are you collapsing now?"

"I was wrong! Lam Mai! I was really wrong!" She grabbed my pant leg tightly, crying until she couldn't speak, "I shouldn't have taken your flowers! I shouldn't have hidden them from Trung Dan! I beg you, don't sue! Don't seal the house! I agree with whatever you want! I beg you!"

Cao Trung Dan standing next to him completely stunned, looking at his mother crying and collapsing, then looking at me cold as ice, she stammered: "La Mai... what is this... all about? What are those three addresses? Dad's inheritance... isn't it all gone? Mom said she doesn't have any money left..." I turned to look at him, not knowing what I was feeling. As a son, he is still kept a secret until now. He does not know how much property his father left behind, nor does he know that his mother secretly transferred it all to his sister. I stood up, went into the office, and took out a file bag from the deepest drawer in the closet. I have hidden this bag of documents for five years and have never shown it to anyone, including Cao Trung Dan. I threw the file bag down on the coffee table, looked at him, and said: "See for yourself, see how much legacy your father left behind, see what your mother has been hiding from you these past few years." Cao Trung Dan trembled as he opened the file bag and took out stacks of papers. Cao Kien Lam's father-in-law's death certificate, bank statements, public fund withdrawal records, company pension confirmation, real estate title transfer papers, house purchase and sale contract, kiosk rental contract, and also the estate division table that lawyer Vuong prepared for me that year when I went for consultation. Page after page, clear and unambiguous, irrefutable evidence. Cao Trung Dan's hand trembled more and more violently, page after page turned, his face turned from white to red, then pale, finally dark as iron, his whole body began to tremble, breathing rapidly. Finally… he knew. Five years ago, when his father passed away... what did he leave behind?