Chapter 11 — Husband Takes Tieu Tam to Duc, I Immediately Lock 2.9 Million Yuan of Joint Account

She started sending messages.

“Trinh Tri Ha, you harmed my son like this, you will definitely face retribution.”

“Everyone is cursing you online, why don't you return the money quickly?”

“Now you kneel down and apologize to Nghien Chu, maybe he will forgive you.”

I took a screenshot of the whole thing. Save it in your evidence file. Ha Vy smiled coldly.

“This whole family really has their shamelessness written directly into their household registration.”

“The more she curses, the better.”

“Curse more.”

“The evidence is more complete.”

The car stopped under the building. I raised my head. The lights in the house are on. Obviously before leaving I turned off all the lights. The elevator door just opened. Inside, there was the sound of rummaging and flipping things around. I didn't go in right away. Open the video recording mode on the phone first. Then push the door. The living room was as messy as if it had just been robbed. All drawers were opened. The file box was thrown to the ground. Tham Duyet is squatting in front of the TV shelf. Just stuffed my bag of documents into my bag. Ma Ngoc Cam stood in front of the bedroom door. In my hand I still held the marriage certificate of me and Tham Nghien Chu. Just saw me. Her expression changed slightly. But he quickly straightened his back.

“You came back just in time.”

“This pile of documents should have been kept by Nghien Chu.”

I raised my phone.

“Go ahead.”

“Don't stop.”

Tham Duyet quickly hid the bag behind his back.

“Sister-in-law, stop filming.”

“We just got you some documents.”

I stepped forward.

“Get a copy of my ID.”

“Get my house book.”

“Get my bank receipt.”

“You call that helping?”

Ma Ngoc Cam loudly said:

“You are already married.”

“Your things are the Tham family's things.”

“You transfer all the money.”

“Of course we have to get the documents back.”

I nodded.

“I recorded the last sentence.”

Ma Ngoc Cam's eyes immediately flashed with panic. But very quickly she scolded loudly:

“Write it down.”

“Who are you threatening?”

“I tell you.”

“Now everyone on the internet knows what kind of woman you are.”

“You're still causing trouble.”

“Nghien Chu's company will not forgive you either.”

I looked into the bedroom. The bedside drawer had been pried open. The safe door opened a small crack. I walked over to check. The most important documents have disappeared. Original pre-marital house purchase contract. Original home sale statement. And the old seal my parents left me. I rarely use that seal. But Tham Nghien Chu knew clearly where I kept it. Each of my fingers tightened. Ha Vy called the police. Hearing the word "police", Tham Duyet's face immediately turned pale.

“It's not that bad.”

“We didn't steal.”

I looked at her.

“What's in your bag?”

Tham Duyet fell silent. Ha Vy stepped forward to take it. Tham Duyet immediately hugged the bag tightly. During the struggle. A stack of papers fell to the ground. The sheet on top is a copy. My name is clearly written above. Certificate of joint debt. Eight million yuan. The creditor is a foreign service organization that I have never heard of. In the guarantor section. Three words clearly appear: Trinh Tri Ha. The handwriting still looks very similar to mine. But that's not my signature. I bent down and picked up the paper. My eyes stopped at the signing date. Three months ago. That was the time when Tham Nghien Chu continuously mentioned the project in Germany. Ma Ngoc Cam only panicked for a moment. Very quickly he spoke first:

“That's Nghien Chu's business.”

"If you're a wife, what's wrong with signing a letter?"

I raised my head to look at her.

“So you know this document well.”

Ma Ngoc Cam immediately became speechless. There was a loud sound of footsteps outside. Building management and police arrived. Tham Duyet was so scared that he burst into tears. I gave the paper confirming the joint debt to the police.

“Comrade police.”

“I want to add a complaint.”

“Someone forged my signature.”

“Conspiracy to make me incur a debt of eight million yuan.”

The policeman just received the documents. Suddenly another voice rang out outside the door.

“Miss Trinh.”

"This set of documents is a project document stamped and submitted by your husband's company."

I turned my head. A man in a gray suit stood at the door. Holding business card in hand. He introduced himself as a legal consultant of Hang Due company. And his next words... Made everyone in the room speechless.

“We only found out about it today.”

“The so-called training project in Germany of Tham Nghien Chu...”

“It was never actually officially approved.”

The legal director of Hang Due Consulting is surnamed Dieu. As soon as he finished speaking, the person who reacted the most violently was Ma Ngoc Cam.

“You talk nonsense!”

“My son is so good, how could he not be approved?”

Lawyer Dieu looked at her with a tough tone:

"Mr. Tham has indeed submitted an application to participate in an overseas project."

“But the approval process has stopped at the financial appraisal stage.”

“The company asked him to provide additional documents proving the source of capital.”

“And what he offers…”

"It is the property in Ms. Trinh's name along with the transaction statement of the co-owned account."

I held the paper confirming the joint debt of eight million yuan in my hand.

“What about this document?”

“Is that also your company's profile?”

Lawyer Dieu nodded.

“This copy does appear in the project documents.”

“But the company has never required an employee's spouse to incur personal debt.”

“It was very unusual for this document to appear in the file in the first place.”