Chapter 24 — Ex-Wife Takes Power

By the time Luc Canh Tham found out, she had returned the house, changed her phone number, and even cleaned out her circle of friends. The lover we shared with each other for three years, leaving was more decisive than canceling a membership card. Luc Canh Tham made seventeen phone calls, all of which were fake numbers. Sent twenty-three messages, all bounced back. He sat in the half-empty apartment, facing the slippers that Tham Nhuoc Huyen left behind, staying up all night. The next morning, he arrived at Hang Nghiep. The receptionist stopped him.

"Mr. Luc, you are no longer the company's manager, please register your visitor information."

He froze. Then pick up a pen and write your name in the guest registration book. Chapter 27 Luc Canh Tham waited in the reception room for forty minutes. I didn't mean to make him wait. It's because I'm stuck in a meeting. Forty minutes later, I pushed the door open and walked in. He sat on the sofa, didn't scroll on the phone, didn't drink water, just sat like that. Compared to the person who loudly scolded me on the phone half a year ago, he has aged a lot. It's not the aging of the face, but the change in temperament. Luc Canh Tham used to always carry the look of "This place is mine" wherever he went. Now sitting on the sofa in this living room, he looks exactly like someone who came for a job interview.

“Say it.” I sat down opposite.

He was silent for a few seconds, then opened his mouth. “Van Ninh, I didn't come here to discuss company matters.”

“So what are we talking about?”

“Talking about myself.” He bowed his head, looking at his hands.

"In this life I have made many decisions. Starting a business, raising capital, expanding, going public, every step I took I thought I was right."

“Only one thing, I know I was wrong.”

“What is it?”

“It's for you.”

I looked at him.

"In three years of marriage, I have never considered you as an equal for a single day. I gave you living expenses and forced you to take notes, forced you to iron my shirt, and forced you to wait at home for me. I think you should be grateful, because I gave you the status of 'Lady Luc'."

“I never thought you had your own name.”

He raised his head.

“Your name is Co Van Ninh. Your name is not Mrs. Luc.”

I said nothing.

"I didn't come to ask for your forgiveness. You don't have to forgive me. I just want to face you and say one thing: Sorry."

“For this question, I have owed you three years.”

He stood up.

"There's one more thing. The next document of the Van Cam Project, there's still a copy in my drawer. I'll have someone bring it to you tomorrow."

“Thank you.”

“Not to show off to you. But that project should really be in your hands.”

He walked to the door, stopped for a moment, without turning around.

"That year, she helped me fold my luggage into a suitcase, shirts arranged by color, and ties rolled up one by one. I didn't say anything at that time."

“But I still remember.”

He pushed the door open and walked out. I sat still in my seat. The sunlight outside the window is very bright. I was not moved at all. But I don't hate it anymore. There are apologies, said too late, and only the shape of the sound remains, but no temperature remains. It's not because I refuse to forgive. It's because the person who is waiting to be forgiven no longer lives in my heart. Moved out a long time ago. Chapter 28 Luc Canh Tham's final step is to deal with the remaining stocks your part. He still has 18%. Minus the 12% mortgaged, the amount that can be freely disposed of is only 6%. Combined with the fact that Tien Hue Lan "abstained" in fact leaning towards me, and small shareholders were constantly watching from the sidelines, he completely no longer had any influence on the Board of Directors. He made an appointment to meet Ha Thanh Duong, but not me. The two talked in Ha Thanh Duong's lawyer's office for two hours. When she got out, she called me.