Chapter 10 — From a 16 Million Yuan Villa to a Secret Buried for Ten Years

On the other end of the line, Ms. Tran immediately replied: I hung up. Then call another number.

“Please come to the company immediately.”

“Bring a few more people along.”

“From now on, without your direct permission…”

“No one is allowed to enter the records room.”

Uncle Liu was my father's most trusted subordinate when he was alive. After listening, he only answered one question:

“I'm here, you can rest assured.”

The car rushed onto the highway. I lowered my head to look at the phone. A new message from Tong Thua Trach appeared on the screen. Do you really want to go to this extent? I answered immediately. It's not that I want to go to this step. You are the ones who block all your own escape routes. Message just sent. Tong Thua Trach immediately responded with a photo. In the photo is the old warehouse gate of my father's company. In front of the gate were standing several strange men. Immediately after that, a line of text appeared. If you don't let me live in peace... Then let's see who gets hurt first. I stared at the screen. His eyes gradually became cold. This is no longer a marital dispute. It's a blatant threat. And also for the first time after three years of marriage... Tong Thua Trach really showed his face. I stared at the photo, my eyes gradually becoming cold. The old warehouse is located in the west of the city. That's where my father built his career from scratch. Later, the company moved to a new industrial park, where only part of the backup inventory and old records remained. Yet Tong Thua Trach deliberately aimed at that place. He knew that location was quite remote. I also know that place has special meaning to me. I didn't reply to his messages right away. Instead, I sent the photo directly to Uncle Liu. Almost immediately, he responded:

“It's about fifteen minutes from the old warehouse.”

I immediately advised:

“Don't go alone.”

“Call more people from the security company.”

“When you get there, just stand outside first.”

“Take clear photos of license plates and each person's face.”

Uncle Luu's voice was very low:

“In the warehouse there are still my father's old books and original customer contracts.”

My fingers tightened on the phone.

“I know.”

Tong Thua Trach did not want to rob the goods. What he wants are documents that can threaten my company. On one side is a villa. One side is the company. Over the past three years, he's been like a nail driven deep into a log. Normally no one notices. But when I wanted to pull it out, I realized how deep it was embedded. The car sped along the highway. The driver looked at me in the rearview mirror.

“Girl, do you need me to run faster?”

I replied briefly:

“The faster the better.”

Having finished speaking, I called Ms. Tran again.

“Is the camera in the old warehouse still working?”

On the other side, there was the sound of rapid keyboard typing.

“Still working.”

“But last week someone submitted a maintenance request.”

“Says the signal is unstable.”

I laughed coldly.

“Who sent the request?”

Ms. Tran was silent for two seconds. Then answer:

“Mr. Tong.”

I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, only coldness remained.

“Extract all old warehouse cameras.”

“From the day he submitted the maintenance request until now.”

“Back up three copies.”

Ms. Tran replied: I continue to ask:

“Who is on duty tonight?”

“It's Uncle Han.”

“But we can't contact you right now.”

My heart immediately sank. Uncle Han is the warehouse keeper. More than five At the age of ten, health and reactions are no longer agile. If Tong Thua Trach really sent someone to destroy the warehouse... He may not be able to resist. I immediately ordered:

“Continue calling.”

“If you still can't contact me, call the police.”

"The reason is that someone illegally broke into the warehouse and the warehouse staff lost contact."

Ms. Tran's voice was also tense. At this time, I responded to Tong Thua Trach's message. If you dare to touch the warehouse, I will make it impossible for you to stand up again. Message just sent. He answered immediately. Don't pretend you're so pure. If it weren't for my support over the years, the company your father left behind would have been swallowed up by someone else. I finished reading. Take a screenshot and save it. Then answer only three words. Do you deserve it too? The very next second. The phone rings. It was Tong Thua Trach calling. I picked up the phone. His voice was dark and scary.

“Duong Vy.”

“Don't force me to the end.”

I leaned back against the back seat. The voice was strangely calm.

“Whether you were forced or not has nothing to do with me.”

“I just asked one question.”

“Who are the people in the old warehouse?”

Tong Thua Trach burst out laughing.

“Just friends.”

“They just came to take some documents that belonged to you.”

I coldly replied:

“In my company, I don't have anything that belongs to you.”