Chapter 16 — Forced to return 80 tables, I overturned the divorce table and left them empty-handed

She probably never thought that a "normal" family like ours could refuse so bluntly, without hesitation, without any hesitation. That insult caused her face to distort slightly, and a crack appeared in her familiar arrogance.

“Okay… good.”

“The To family, right?”

“I remember.”

“I will see how long… your so-called bone energy can stay strong.”

Having finished speaking, she carried her suitcase of money, her high heels tapped the floor with cold beats, turned around and left without looking back. I looked at that back, my heart cold as ice. I know, that's not an empty threat. A bigger storm… is coming. 19 Pulling out firewood from the bottom of the pot Tan Lam's retaliation came faster than I expected, and was also much more cruel. She didn't hit me directly. She chose to stab me in my weakest place. My family. My father has a small food processing factory, which he built with all his heart and soul. Since I was a child, I have seen him attached to each machine and each corner of the factory like he was taking care of his children. The factory is not large, but it does business properly, has standard ingredients, and maintains credibility, so it has remained stable for decades. But just one day after Tan Lam left... everything collapsed. All the raw material suppliers, who had cooperated for more than ten years, all cut off their goods at the same time, and even accepted contract compensation, they did not dare to sell us one more bean. Right after that, big customers called to cancel their orders one after another, each person had a different reason, but everyone understood that there was only one reason behind. Lam family. If they just moved a finger, my father's small workshop would immediately become like a leaf boat in the middle of a big storm, swaying to the point that it could capsize at any time. My father was so worried that his hair turned gray, running everywhere, calling, inviting people to eat and drink, taking all the money he had saved in hopes of saving the situation. But what he faced was a cold, invisible wall, no one dared to help, no one dared to offend the Lam family. My mother cried every day at home and called me with a trembling voice.

“Van Van… better stop it.”

“We… can't fight them.”

My father grabbed the phone and shouted.

“Don't say those words!”

“There are no cowards in the To family!”

"At worst, if I close the factory, I won't let my daughter be humiliated even if I go begging!"

I heard his voice over the phone, hoarse but still strong, my heart felt like someone was cutting it. I immediately went home. In the factory, the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent, workers gathered in groups, their faces full of worry and insecurity. Seeing me, they surrounded me.

“Miss To, what should we do now?”

“The factory… isn't really about to close, right?”

“My whole family still depends on the salary here…”

I looked at those familiar faces, those who had followed my father for more than ten years, almost like family members. I took a deep breath.

“Everyone can rest assured, the factory will not close.”

“Luong, I guarantee there won't be a penny missing.”

“I hope everyone… trust me one more time.”

After settling down, I entered my father's office. He sat behind the desk. In just a few days, he felt like he had aged ten years, his back was bent. Seeing me, he tried to smile.

“Van Van, why are you back?”

“Isn't the company busy?”

I looked at his bloodshot eyes, my throat tight.

“I'm sorry.”

“I have implicated my father… my whole family.”

He waved his hand, his eyes also turned red.

“Idiot, what are you talking about?”

“I am my pride Dad's moat."

“This… Dad can still stand it.”

He coughed violently as he spoke. I quickly poured him some water. At that moment, his phone rang. It's a bank. Call to request a loan. His face immediately turned white, his hands shook as he hung up the phone, his body staggered and then... fell down. My scream seemed to rip through the air. The world before my eyes... collapsed. 20 Counterattack at a dead end In the hospital, the emergency room lights were on for a frighteningly long time. My mother sat on the ground, crying until she was almost exhausted, while I hugged her, my whole body cold, constantly shaking. In my life, I have never hated someone so much. I have never... hated myself for being so helpless.