Chapter 10 — Husband Announces Stepson as Heir, And I Reach Top 47 Global Assets

He screamed. In his voice was anger and unwillingness. Two bodyguards dressed in black immediately stepped forward to block it. I stopped walking. Slowly turn around. Gently raised his hand to signal the bodyguard to step back. My eyes fell on Luc Thanh Vien. For the first time, a spark of emotion appeared. It's coldness from above looking down. Bring a bit of indifferent pity.

“Mr. Luc.”

“Is there something wrong?”

I asked leisurely. The tone is distant as if talking to a stranger. Luc Thanh Vien's eyes were bloodshot. He stared at me.

“Why did you do that?”

“We have been husband and wife for ten years…”

“Husband and wife?”

I laughed. Clear laughter. But it's bone-chillingly cold.

“Mr. Luc.”

“Have you forgotten?”

“When you stand in front of everyone.”

“Claim that stepchild as my sole heir.”

“There is no longer any relationship between us.”

“As for why I do these things…”

I took two steps towards him. Close to his ear. Use a volume loud enough for two people to hear. Speak softly:

“Because I want you to understand something.”

“Things I'm always proud of.”

“It's just trash that I conveniently threw to you.”

“I can give it to you.”

“You can also get it back.”

I stopped for a moment. The voice is even lower. But it carries deadly penetrating power.

“I'm not Wen Qing.”

“I am Wen Zhixia.”

“Someone I…”

“And your so-called Luc Thi Group…”

“I don't even have the qualifications to raise my head and look up.”

I stood up straight. Don't look at him again. Turn around and leave. Amidst the escort of everyone. Hold your head high and walk straight forward. Only Luc Thanh Vien was left standing frozen in place. All the strength in my body seemed to be drained in an instant. He knelt down on the ground. Endless darkness. Radical despair. Completely devoured him. Only now did he truly understand. What I lost. Not just a wife. Not just a company. What he lost... Was a whole world that could have belonged to him. But he was pushed away by his own hand. Luc Thanh Vien did not know how he left the meeting room. His mind was completely blank. There was only a ringing sound in my ears that continued endlessly. The eyes of the people around were like poisoned blades. Constantly worshiping him. He walked down the long hallway. Every step is like stepping on a sharp blade. The day before. This road is where he patrols his domain of power. And today. It became a parade of humiliation again. Two tall, "polite" guards walked behind. Make sure he won't do anything extreme. Then "escort" him out of the building that he himself built. The sunlight outside the door was bright. But his eyes were so bright it hurt. Standing on the steps. He turned his head to look at the bright yellow words: Luc Thi Moi Group. He felt the world spinning. He is disoriented. Start the Rolls-Royce that used to be a symbol of your identity. But I don't know where to drive. The phone keeps ringing. The caller has a creditor. There were "friends" from the past who wanted to investigate the situation. There is also Anya. But he did not listen to any calls. Like a wild ghost. Driving aimlessly in the middle of busy traffic. As if possessed by a ghost. He returned to the villa on the mountainside. The place he once called home. Door opens with fingerprint. Just walked into the living room. A burst of loud laughter came. An Nha's parents. Her brother and sister-in-law. All are sitting on expensive sofas. Just ate imported fruit. While talking loudly about how to take over Luc Thi Group.

“When I became deputy general director, the first thing was to replace all the people in the purchasing department who didn't listen!”

An Nha's brother sucked on a cigarette. His face was full of satisfaction.

"That's right!"

“In a few days the company will become ours!”

Anya's mother laughed so much that her eyes glowed. Seeing Luc Thanh Vien walk in absent-mindedly. Anya frowned uncomfortably.

“Where are you going?”

“Don't even answer the phone!”

“Isn't it a shareholder meeting today?”

“How's it going?”

“Have you told the new boss yet?”

“Make your brother the deputy general director?”

Luc Thanh Vien looked at the greedy and ugly faces before him. A feeling of intense nausea rolled in my stomach. He looked at Anya. The woman he once thought was as gentle as water. There's always only him in my eyes. He opened his mouth hoarsely. The voice sounded like it came from hell.

“Out of what?”

Anya couldn't hear clearly.

“Not anymore.”

Luc Thanh Vien repeated.

“It's not yours anymore.”

“The money is gone.”

“We're... bankrupt.”

The noisy living room suddenly fell silent.