Chapter 18 — Husband Takes Tieu Tam to Duc, I Immediately Lock 2.9 Million Yuan of Joint Account

I looked at the photo of my parents' grave. It felt like there was a cold block of ice pressing down on my chest. Ha Vy's face turned pale. The voice also suddenly lowered.

“Tri Ha...”

“This is no longer a robbery.”

“It's a threat.”

I save all emails. Then transfer all letterhead information to lawyer Tran.

“Report the police.”

“Also contact the cemetery.”

“I want to see all the records coming in today.”

Ha Vy immediately grabbed my hand.

“Don't go alone.”

I looked at her.

“I won't go alone.”

“I'll go with the police.”

Half an hour later. We are present at the cemetery management office. After hearing the story. The manager's face also changed.

“Miss Trinh.”

“Someone actually came to your parents' grave this morning.”

“That person registered in the name of a relative coming to visit.”

“What's the name?”

Staff opens the registration book. The finger stops on a line. The name written on it is: Trinh Tri Ha. The phone number is a strange number. But the last four digits of the ID number... match my ID number. Ha Vy took a sharp breath.

“Do they even dare to fake this?”

I said nothing. Just look towards the staff.

“Surveillance cameras.”

The manager immediately opened the recording. In screen. A woman wearing a mask got down from a black car. She was wearing a dark coat. In hand holding a bouquet of white flowers. The figure is very familiar. She stood in front of the tombstone for less than three minutes. Put the flowers down. Then leave. Ha Vy stared at the screen.

“It's Tham Duyet.”

I also realized. The cream-colored handbag in her hand... It was the same bag I went shopping with her at the mall last month. At that time, she said it was too expensive. Tham Nghien Chu looked at me. And finally... I'm the one paying. She held the bag I bought. Coming to my parents' grave to threaten me. People's hearts are so cruel. Even satire becomes redundant. The police copied the entire recording. Before we left. The manager said one more sentence.

“Miss Trinh.”

“There's one more thing.”

“Today that woman asked about the reburial procedure.”

I raised my head.

“Reburial?”

“She said the family wanted to re-plan their ancestors' graves.”

“Ask if the grave owner himself is busy with work, can relatives do it for him or not.”

Ha Vy was so angry that she stood up.

“Are they crazy?”

But I suddenly calmed down. They're not crazy. But it's very clear what I care about most. Can't get money. They want to freeze my account. Can't touch the house. They forged property abandonment papers. Fake documents exposed. They immediately reached out to my parents' graves. The Tham family... There has never been a limit before. I asked the staff:

“Have you handled the procedures for her?”

“Of course not.”

“Reburial procedures require the presence of the owner.”

“The process is very strict.”

I nodded.

“Please give me a confirmation.”

"It clearly states that someone impersonated my identity to ask about reburial procedures."

Staff is very cooperative. When we left the cemetery. The sky was overcast. The black car is still parked outside. Car windows covered with dark film. Can't see clearly inside. The police approached and knocked on the glass door. The car door opens. The driver is a distant man strange. He stammered to explain that he only accepted applications for hire. But in the journey history. In the passenger notes section, a name clearly appears. Tham Duyet. I immediately took a photo. Haven't taken many steps yet. Tham Nghien Chu's phone called. He used his own phone number. I picked up the phone. His voice was low.

“Are you going to the cemetery?”

I looked towards the tombstones in the distance.

“Your news is really fast.”

He was silent for half a second.

“I just wanted to remind you.”

“Don't make it any bigger.”

I smiled softly.

“Tham Nghien Chu.”

“You haven't told me what was in the threatening email.”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. The wind blew through the cemetery gate. The leaves rustle and vibrate. His breathing became heavy. I continue:

“How do you know I got to the cemetery?”

He immediately put out the fire.

“It's what my mother just said.”

“She told Tham Duyet to come burn incense for my parents.”

“They only have good intentions.”

I closed my eyes.

"Is it so good that you pretend to be me to ask about the reburial procedure?"

“Is it so good that you use a photo of your parents' tombstone to threaten you?”

Tham Nghien Chu's voice was clearly tense.

“I don't know about reburial.”

“You can control them.”

“I'll withdraw my application first.”

“What qualifications do you have to govern?”

“As the person who forged my signature?”

“Or did you freeze my account?”

“Or are you planning to take Duong Man with you to Germany?”

Suddenly he roared.

“I told you!”

“You were forced too!”

“Gao Minh Thanh once promised me.”

“Just need to add enough proof of assets.”

“The project will be approved.”

“I have no other choice!”

I tightened my grip on the phone.

“So I chose to sacrifice you.”