Chapter 13 — Father Wants to Divide His Estate, But the Whole Group Is in My Name

Maybe today... Chu Uyen's mood will be very interesting.

"Alright."

I closed my email inbox.

"Today's matter is considered finished. Tomorrow..."

The phone screen lit up again. Still the same strange phone number. This time it's not a text message. It's a direct call. I looked at the incoming call screen, was silent for a second, then picked up the phone. Chu Uyen's voice is completely different from what I imagined. No sour lemons. Not rude either. It was a voice that was deliberately restrained, soft, even tinged with a bit of self-pity.

"Miss Tham, I am Chu Uyen... Hao Vu's mother."

"I know who you are."

"I want to see you once."

"No need."

Her voice was a little higher.

"I know all the advantages are in your hands now. But some things... aren't what you think."

"What's going on?"

"The thing between me and Quoc Luong."

I leaned back in my chair, looking up at the ceiling.

"Honestly..."

"I don't care about the matter between you and Tham Quoc Luong."

"So what do you care about?"

"I only care about two things."

"First, the origin of the ownership of the house is in her name."

"Second, more than 12 million yuan disappeared from my company account."

"Also..."

"I don't care at all."

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds. Chu Uyen smiled softly. The smile is very light. But it brought with it a bit of bitterness that I didn't expect.

"Miss Tham..."

"Do you really think I asked for that money?"

I didn't reply.

"It was all given by Quoc Luong's initiative."

"Account by account."

"I never opened my mouth to ask him."

"But she accepted."

I calmly replied.

"If you accept it, you must take responsibility."

"I'm just a woman, raising children alone..."

I interrupted.

"For more than ten years she raised her child, every year Tham Quoc Luong gave her about 2 million yuan."

"She drives a Land Rover."

"Living in a four-room apartment."

"The son attends an international school."

"That's not called 'a woman struggling to raise a child alone'."

"That's called living in luxury."

The other end of the line was silent again. The silence lasted much longer. When Chu Uyen spoke again... The soft voice from before had completely disappeared. Instead, it is cold, hard and no longer hiding anything.

"I said it first."

"That house..."

"I won't sell."

I laughed.

"Not for sale?"

"That is the only support for me and my mother."

"You guys cut Guo Liang's card."

"If I still take the house now..."

I calmly interrupted.

"It seems you still don't understand something."

"What's going on?"

"The money to buy that house was withdrawn from the company's public funds."

"This is no longer a private matter between you and Tham Quoc Luong."

"A criminal case."

"The Economic Police Team has officially accepted the case."

"If she coordinates the return of assets, at most it will only be handled in a civil manner."

"And if you don't cooperate..."

I stopped for a moment.

"Then at that time..."

"It's not just about a house anymore."

Chu Uyen's breathing immediately became rapid.

"Are you threatening me?"

"I'm just making an announcement."

"Tham Tri Du!"

Chu Uyen's voice suddenly shrilled.

"Don't forget that Hao Vu is your father's biological son! You do such a wonderful thing..."

"Is Tham Hao Vu my father's son..."

"Absolutely unrelated to the ownership of that house."

My voice from beginning to end remained calm.

"I repeat one last time."

"Within three days..."

"Or change the name of the house."

"Or transfer the full 12.37 million yuan to the designated account."

"If not..."

"See you in court."

"You... you'll regret it!"

"No way."

Having said that... I hung up. Tan Tu stood next to me and looked at me with an extremely complicated expression.

"President Tham..."

"Your tone just now..."

"Goosebumps."

I glanced at her.

"I was scared..."

"Does it feel cool?"

Tan Tu thought very seriously.

"Probably..."

I laughed.

"Okay."

"Let's come here today."

"Continue tomorrow."

I stood up, grabbed my bag and left the office. Walking across the hallway, I met several middle managers of the company. As soon as they saw me, everyone nodded politely.

"President Tham."

"President Tham."

I smiled back. No one mentioned the article circulating online. There weren't any strange looks either. Still operating normally. Because everyone in this building knows very well... Whose company is this? When I got home it was nine o'clock at night. The living room light is still on. Tham Quoc Luong is sitting on the sofa. The moment he saw me walk in... His body moved slightly. As if wanting to stand up. But it was like his legs suddenly felt weak, and he finally sat down. The man he is now... Completely different from three days ago. Three days ago, he was blushing and banging on the table, his voice so loud that it seemed like he wanted to break the cup. And now... My eyes are swollen.