Chapter 12 — From Grandmother to Capitalist Queen

“You let me stay at Ban Son Nhat Brand, give me an unlimited card, and then what?” Lam Tri Y's voice did not rise, but each word was heavy, "Then you can feel free to go out and find women, because you feel - you have 'given' me enough, you have that right."

“I never thought like that.”

“Whether you think so or not, I don't care.” Lam Tri Y leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs, "I only care about the truth. The truth is - you had an affair with To Van Tinh, she was pregnant with your child, you signed the pregnancy examination file using the company's resources. Which of these three things do you dare to deny?"

Co Dinh Xuyen was silent.

“I can't deny it.” Lam Tri Y answered for him, "So you don't need to talk about 'bad or not bad' with me. We will directly negotiate the conditions."

She raised her chin towards the blank file on the table: "What is this?" Co Dinh Xuyen took a deep breath and pushed the file towards her.

“Let's see.”

Lam Tri Y opened the file. Inside is a draft divorce agreement. She quickly scanned the property division, which read: *"Common assets after marriage, through unanimous negotiation, the real estate at 26 Ban Son Nhat Hieu belongs to the female party; the male party pays a one-time alimony to the female party in the amount of fifty million yuan (more than 170 billion VND); other assets in the separate names of both parties belong to that party."* Fifty million yuan. The Ban Son Nhat Hieu villa has a market value of eighty million yuan, plus fifty million yuan in cash, for a total of one hundred and thirty million yuan. That sounds like a lot. But Co Dinh Xuyen's net worth is at least two billion yuan. One hundred and thirty million is only 6.5%. Lam Tri Y closed the file, placed it on the table, then looked at Co Dinh Xuyen with a very strange look.

“Are you serious?”

“Of course it's serious.” Co Dinh Xuyen's voice carried a bit of impatience, "Tri Y, these conditions are already very generous. I'll give you a house in Ban Son Nhat Hieu, plus fifty million in cash, you won't have to worry about the next half of your life—"

“No need to worry in the next half of your life?” Lam Tri Y repeated, suddenly bursting into laughter.

The laughter was not loud, but after Co Dinh Xuyen heard it, his face immediately changed.

“What are you laughing at?”

"I laugh at you - Co Dinh Xuyen, you've been with me for seven years, but you don't know who I am."

She stood up and went to the window. The view from the twenty-eighth floor is extremely breathtaking, taking in the entire city of Tan Hai in sight. The sea surface in the distance sparkled like crushed gold under the winter afternoon sunlight.

“Do you know why I quit my job at the law office that year?” She turned back and asked him.

“Didn't you say you wanted to rest for a while?”

“No.” Lam Tri Y turned around, "Because when I was at the law office, I once accepted a case. A full-time housewife, her husband was having an affair, she asked for a divorce. Her husband agreed to give her a house and thirty million yuan. She came to me and asked if those conditions were reasonable."

“So what?”

“I told her, according to the law, she has the right to claim 50% of the joint assets. Her husband's net assets are about fifteen billion, she can take seven and a half billion. After listening, she was silent for a long time, then said — *‘Okay, I don't want to tear my face off. Thirty million is enough.'*”

Lam Tri Y's eyes became deep.

“After that case, I thought for a long time. Why one person Women clearly have legal rights, but they choose to give up? Because she is honest? Because she is generous?”

She shook her head.

“No. It's because she doesn't know. She doesn't know how much money is in the house, doesn't know how much her husband's company is worth, doesn't know how to divide the shares, doesn't know how the trust fund is structured. She only knows the card her husband gives her every month - the limit is 100,000, but spending more than 50,000 will be asked 'what to buy'.”