Chapter 10 — From Abandoned Bride to Tycoon's Nanny

I suddenly stood up.

"They said someone spread the news that an excellent student graduating from Kinh Bac University was working as a nanny, so they wanted to do a special report."

To Uyen Thanh. Not only did she trample on me in my circle of friends, but she also invited reporters.

“Tell them to leave.” I said.

"They chased them away. But they took pictures of the manor's main gate, so they will definitely quickly find out that this is the property of the Luc family."

If this story were to be reported in the newspaper — Luc Canh Tham's nanny is a "poor person" who was abandoned by her fiance. This is not only my face, but also involves Luc Canh Tham. I picked up the phone, hesitated for three seconds, then dialed Assistant Tan.

“Assistant Qin, I need your help.”

Fifteen minutes later, all reporters outside the gate were dispersed. Assistant Tan's work efficiency is surprisingly fast. But he called me back.

“Miss To, Mr. Luc already knows about it.”

“What did he say?”

“He told me to investigate a person named To Uyen Thanh.”

“There's no need—”

"This is Mr. Luc's idea. He said no one is allowed to take advantage of his family's employees to create scandals."

I held the phone tightly, not knowing what to say. He said he was an employee. But what he did was not like treating an employee. That evening. Luc Canh Tham returned home earlier than usual. Five thirty in the afternoon. When he entered the hall, I was warming up milk for Niem Niem.

“To Van, go to the study room for a moment.”

I followed him into the book room on the first floor. The door closes. He sat behind the desk, raised his chin and signaled me to sit down.

“Did Assistant Qin tell you about To Uyen Thanh?”

"I told you. Mr. Luc, this is my private matter, I shouldn't drag you into it -"

"It's already pulled in. The reporter took a photo of the gate of Anh Ho Son Trang Trang. If this news is posted, Niem Niem will also be affected."

He spoke very clearly and calmly.

“So I will handle it.”

“How to handle it?”

“You don't need to worry.”

He looked at me, his eyes very deep.

“There are things you cannot bear alone.”

I was stunned.

"You've already carried too much. Your mother's illness, your father's coldness, To Uyen Thanh's calculation, Chu Tu Hien's betrayal. How much longer do you think you can carry it alone?"

I opened my mouth. Speechless.

“I don't agree with pitying you at all.” His voice was even, "I'm telling the truth. Right now you are a member of the Luc family. If something happens to the Luc family, I will handle it."

People of the Luc family. These four words suddenly became very heavy.

"Yes." I replied.

He nodded.

“There's one more thing.”

He took out a file from the drawer and pushed it to me.

“What is this?”

"I have sent someone to re-investigate Professor Tran Thu Chinh's case."

My heart constricted violently. I opened the file. Above is a detailed list of the entire process of Professor Tran being accused that year. Whistleblower: Anonymous. Content of the accusation: Academic fraud. Investigation results: Not enough evidence, but Professor Tran automatically resigned.

“Not enough evidence?” I looked at the documents, "That year, the school clearly said it had already investigated the truth but —"

"When investigating the truth, it was not recorded as 'insufficient evidence'. Someone was playing tricks in the middle."

Luc Canh Tham looked at me.

“You definitely want to know?"

“You say it.”

“Your father. To Kien Quoc.”

My head made a "beep" sound.

“What?”

“That year Su Kien Quoc owed a gambling debt, the creditor was a person in the Kinh Bac health system. That person has a grudge against Professor Tran. In order to repay his debt, To Kien Quoc gave false testimony to help that person denounce Professor Tran."

I was petrified in the chair. Professor Tran's project was suspended, my internship was canceled, and my scholarship was revoked. My life collapsed overnight. The reason is that…

“To Kien Quoc received fifty thousand as a bribe, used to pay off gambling debts. For the rest, buy To Uyen Thanh that Porsche."

Luc Canh Tham's voice was very calm, but each word was like a knife blade. I sat there, not moving. From start to finish. The person who destroyed me was no one else. Which is my biological father.

“Are you okay?” Luc Canh Tham asked.

I raised my head to look at him.

“Is this evidence authentic?”

“Authentic. If you want to use it, I can anytime—”

“Drill used.”

He looked at me.