Chapter 11 — Hua Tri Ha's Return

“Tri Ha, do you really not care about any of the old love between husband and wife?”
I coldly replied: "The old friendship has already paid the price for you."
“Now, only fair payment remains.”
He picked up his pen, but refused to put it down. At this moment, Chu Minh Le's phone rang. He picked up the phone, his face changed slightly.
“Miss, Ha Thi just sent out an announcement.”
I took the tablet from Chu's hand. On the screen is a notification from Ha Thi's official account:
"Ms. Hua Tri Ha, because of her personal feelings, interfered with normal business activities and maliciously terminated the cooperation. Our company reserves the right to pursue responsibility for related damages."
Below is also attached a photo cut from the scene where I slapped Lam Duong at the hospital. Lam Duong lowered his head, red handprints clearly visible on his cheeks. The comments section blew up.
“Is the eldest lady from a wealthy family oppressing a poor hired girl?”
“No wonder boss Ha doesn't love her.”
"If you have money, do you want to beat people any way you want?"
Ha Canh Xuyen's face also changed.
“It wasn't me who posted.”
I looked at him with half an eye.
“So she posted it.”
Chu Minh Le added: "Lam Duong is opening a livestream." Tablet screen transitions. Lam Duong sat in front of the camera, tears streaming down his face.
“I really don't want to ruin anyone's happiness.”
“But Ms. Hua said, if she opens her mouth, I won't be able to live in Nam Thanh.”
“I'm just a normal person, I'm scared.”
She cried as she pulled out a piece of paper.
“If leaving can calm Ms. Hua's anger, I'm willing to leave.”
The number of livestream viewers skyrocketed. Ha Canh Xuyen panicked: "I immediately forced her to turn off the live." I raised my hand to stop him.
"No need."
My father called: "Tri Ha?" I looked at the crying and trembling girl on the screen, the corners of my lips curled up.
“She wanted to go up on stage to perform herself.”
“Then just let her stand.”
* The next morning, the launch of Van Cam's new collaborative product took place normally. As soon as I arrived at the hall door, reporters surrounded me.
“Miss Hua, do you admit to assaulting Miss Lam Duong?”
“Did you take advantage of your family's power to suppress Ha Thi company?”
“Is your marriage with Mr. Ha broken down?”
I don't stop walking. Chu Minh Le walked first through the crowd, shielding the lens. In the hall, Hua Man Ninh was standing and smiling with a few customers. Seeing me, she smirked.
“Tri Ha, you are under great pressure today.”
“People are cursing me loudly online.”
I asked back: "Are you happy?" Her smile never wavered.
“I just want to remind you that Van Cam is not a place for you to do random things.”
“If today's cooperation conference is affected, what will you say to the Board of Directors?”
Before I could open my mouth, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Lam Duong is here. She wore a simple white dress, walking next to Duong Nha. Duong Nha held up her phone to livestream.
“Everyone, we came here just to demand justice.”
Lam Duong's eyes were red and teary.
“Miss Hua, I won't cause trouble in the hall.”
“I just want to ask you one question, why are you forcing me to such a dead end?”
Many guests in the hall frowned in difficulty
huh. Hua Man Ninh leaned close to my ear and whispered: "Tri Ha, quickly apologize and don't affect the event." I looked straight at Lam Duong.
“Are you sure you want to ask that question here?”
Lam Duong gritted his teeth and looked stubborn: "I just need fairness." I nodded.
"Okay."
I walked out into the middle of the hall.
“Then let's say it clearly in front of everyone here.”
Duong Nha immediately pointed her phone lens straight at me.