Chapter 14 — Father Wants to Divide His Estate, But the Whole Group Is in My Name

The beard and mustache have not been shaved yet. His shirt was also wrinkled, looking like it had been worn for two days without changing. He looked at me, his lips moving a few times. Finally, he spoke with difficulty:

"Tri Du... Dad talked to Chu Uyen."

I remained standing at the entrance, not taking another step.

"What did she say?"

He hesitated.

"Do not agree to sell the house."

Just as I expected. His hands kept rubbing his knees, as if trying to gain courage.

"I already told her. If she doesn't sell, the Economic Police Team will investigate her."

"How did she react?"

He was silent for a moment.

"Curse what?"

His eyes immediately avoided.

"She scolded Dad for being useless."

"Scolding dad even my own daughter can't handle it."

"Still scolding..."

He stopped for a few seconds.

"Scolding me that I shouldn't have been with my dad in the past."

I quietly looked at him. On that face was the struggle of a person cornered. One side is me. On one side is Chu Uyen. Two women. At the same time force him to choose. But the thing that Tham Quoc Luong was worst at in his whole life... was choice. He always wanted it all. Wanting to be both a good husband and a good lover. I want to enjoy the property of the Song family and enjoy Chu Uyen's gentleness. But today... Neither side gives him satisfaction anymore. I calmly spoke up. He immediately raised his head.

"Can...can you give me a few more days?"

I repeat again.

"Not more than a day."

Having finished speaking, I passed him and went upstairs. Go to the middle of the stairs. A very soft sigh suddenly sounded behind him. So heavy that... It was as if his entire being was being pressed down. I don't turn around. Return to the room. I sat down in front of the dressing table and quietly looked at myself in the mirror for a long time. A light dark circle appeared under the eyes. I haven't been sleeping well lately. Other than that... Everything is normal. Makeup is still neat. Eyes still alert. The person in the mirror... Doesn't look like a daughter who is cornering her biological father. More like a CEO conducting a year-end audit. That is the answer. In this matter... I'm not a girl. I am the legal representative of the company. And he... Not my father. But just a former leader who violated the interests of the business. That's all. I took off my makeup and went to bed. Before closing my eyes, I looked at my phone one more time. Tham Hao Vu sent a message again. Sis, I know you've blocked me, maybe you won't be able to read this message either. But I still want to say... please don't force my mother anymore. That house was her last support. I will go to work to pay you that money. Payment in installments is also possible. Ten years, twenty years is fine. I beg you. I looked at that message for a long time. This is the first time... Tham Hao Vu did not use a questioning or blaming tone to talk to me. The first time... He used the word "please." Also the first time saying that...

"I will go to work to pay off my debt."

Monthly salary 8 thousand yuan. The debt is more than 12 million yuan. Even if you pay for twenty years... Every month you still have to pay 50,000 yuan. He couldn't pay. He himself knows that. But... He still said. Just for my mother. I put the phone down. Turn off the screen. It's not that I'm cruel. But because... This debt should not have been borne by Tham Hao Vu from beginning to end. The person he needs to ask for an explanation... is his father. Not me. The next day. Also one day before the deadline. All day long... No one contacted me. Tham Quoc Luong did not. Chu Uyen does not. Neither does Tham Hao Vu. Unusually quiet. I had two meetings. Sign three sets of documents. Then, with General Director Trieu, he confirmed the progress of the contract implementation. Everything... Still going as usual. Only Tan Tu remained restless all day. At five o'clock in the afternoon, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"President Tham."

"It's so quiet."

"Could it be..."

"Are they preparing anything?"