Chapter 16 — Husband Takes Tieu Tam to Duc, I Immediately Lock 2.9 Million Yuan of Joint Account

I opened my phone and turned on video recording mode.

“That's why you guys impersonated me.”

“Voluntarily give up your property rights on my behalf?”

The notary's face immediately became serious.

“Please put all the files down.”

Ma Ngoc Cam immediately hugged the document bag tightly in his arms.

"Impossible!"

“This is my family's story.”

“Don't interfere.”

The notary immediately pressed the intercom to call security. I walked in front of Tham Duyet.

“Give me the file bag.”

Her eyes were red.

“Sister-in-law...don't force me.”

“What should I do with my car loan?”

I looked at her.

“When your brother drew you a cake.”

“Did I tell you that…”

“Was that cake baked in my own house?”

Tham Duyet cried more intensely.

“I didn't know it would turn out like this.”

I calmly replied:

“You just don't care.”

Tham Duyet's face immediately turned pale. After the security arrived. The notary asked the two to hand over all the documents. Ma Ngoc Cam also intended to cause chaos. But this is not her house. Not in front of the bank either. She just raised her voice. The person in charge came out.

“If it continues to affect work here.”

“We will immediately notify the police.”

At this point, Ma Ngoc Cam reluctantly threw the file bag down on the table. I checked on the spot. A copy of the house ownership certificate is still available. The marriage certificate is still there. Copy of ID is still available. The seal also remains. But when I turned to the last layer of paper. My finger suddenly stopped. In there is another copy of the medical examination report that I have never seen. The report clearly states: The patient was diagnosed with a state of prolonged anxiety, in need of rest, and not suitable for participating in important financial decisions. The hospital's name is a private psychological treatment center. The name of the doctor who signed the confirmation... I've never seen it before. Signing date was two weeks ago. I stared at that piece of paper. It felt like a bucket of ice water was poured straight into my heart. They didn't just want to rob me of my money. They also wanted to turn me into a woman without the ability to make independent judgments. Every word I say can be accused of losing control of my emotions. Ha Vy saw the report. Angry to the point of shaking.

“This is also fake!”

I took photos of all documents.

“Of course it's fake.”

“But a fake document could appear here...”

“That proves that someone helped them prepare a complete set of documents.”

The notary's face also changed. The person in charge immediately sealed all documents.

“Miss Trinh.”

“We will coordinate the investigation.”

Just finished speaking. My phone rings. It's a strange number. I picked up the phone. On the other end of the line, Tham Nghien Chu's voice was hoarse due to fatigue.

“Your mother is old.”

“Don't drag her into this.”

I hold the phone. The voice was strangely calm.

"It's late."

The other side was silent for a few seconds. Then he lowered his voice.

“If you really want to do that…”

“Then I have no choice but to submit to the court documents proving that your mental state is problematic.”

I laughed. The laughter is not loud. But it made both Ma Ngoc Cam and Tham Duyet startled and turned their heads to look at me.

“Tham Nghien Chu.”

“I just found a fake psychological report in my mother's file bag Older brother."

“Are you so fast that you didn't wait for me to finish reading before calling to threaten you?”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. That silence... More valuable than any explanation. I keep saying:

“Signature forgery.”

“Fake videos.”

“Fake a certificate of debt of eight million yuan.”

“Faking psychological reports.”

"Now I still want to use fake documents to prove that I have lost my ability to judge."

“Do you really think the law was created by the Tham family?”

Tham Nghien Chu's breathing became heavy.

“I just want to protect myself.”

“I have no other choice.”

I laughed coldly.

“You had it from the beginning.”

“Choose not to have an affair.”

“Choosing not to use my money to feed others.”

“Choose not to falsify documents.”

“Choosing not to calculate my pre-marital assets.”

“It was you who didn't choose.”

The other side was completely silent. A moment later. He said hoarsely:

“Do you really want to force me to the end?”

I looked at Ma Ngoc Cam who was clutching the edge of the table. Look at Tham Duyet who is so scared that he doesn't dare to raise his head. Then looked at the file bag filled with fake documents. Finally answered slowly:

“People are forced to the limit…”

“It was never you from the beginning.”

I hung up. Right at that moment. Lawyer Tran's phone rang. He listened for less than ten seconds. His face immediately changed.

“Miss Trinh.”

“The other psychological center just responded.”

“The doctor's name on the report…”

“Someone who quit his job three years ago.”

“But what's more important is…”

“Hospital seal on this report.”

“Just confirmed to be fake.”