Chapter 9 — I have a mother, no one is allowed to bully me

She handed me a file. I've only turned two pages. Eyebrows were furrowed. Human resources department... Marketing department... Finance department... These are all important positions.

"One more thing."

Phuong Khiet lowered his voice.

"Last month."

"Lam Uyen Nhi took the name..."

'The god of the Tham family'.

"Come to attend a business exchange party."

"She makes friends everywhere."

"Drinking with the leaders of many suppliers."

"Someone took a photo."

"The photo is now going viral."

"In the name of the Tham family's daughter-in-law?"

"That's right."

"A lot of people thought she was my biological daughter."

I closed the file.

"Starting tomorrow."

"Issuing an official announcement."

"Announce I'm back."

"All the corporation's work..."

"It's all under my direct responsibility."

"Besides."

"Lam Uyen Nhi is not a member of the Tham group."

"She does not have any qualifications to represent the company."

When walking out of the building. Uc Ninh gently pulled my sleeve.

"What Aunt Phuong just said..."

"I don't know at all."

"I don't need to know."

I held my child's hand tightly.

"You just need to remember one thing."

"This family."

"This corporation."

"Both have the last name Tham."

"It will forever be the Tham family."

That night... It happened. Although Lam Uyen Nhi's phone was confiscated. But I don't know how... She found an old phone. By the time I found out... She had posted an article online. The title is:

"The stepmother is a female billionaire who just returned home and beat her adopted daughter and illegally detained her."

The content is written extremely tragically. She turned herself into a pitiful girl. Adopted. Then he was mistreated again. Restricted freedom. Property confiscated. Evicted from home. At the end of the article there are also some photos attached. Those were the photos she secretly took while being held by security staff in the side living room. The shooting angle was chosen very cleverly. Looking at it... It's like she's being forcibly detained by someone else. In just a short time... The comments section below has completely exploded.

"It's too much!"

"If you're adopted, you have to raise them to the end. How can you say you're chasing them?"

"Rich people are like that."

"Treat people like toys."

"If you like it, keep it. If you get bored, throw it away."

"What a pitiful girl."

"Hopefully someone will help her."

The assistant was the first person to forward that article to me.

"General Manager Tham."

"This story is being spread online."

"The number of reads has exceeded 100,000."

I calmly watched it all. It took exactly two minutes. Then raise your head.

"Tell the media department..."

"No need to do anything for now."

"Not doing anything?"

"Let her continue acting."

I put down the phone. Go find Trieu Hong.

"Which phone does Lam Uyen Nhi use to post?"

"Probably the spare phone she hid under her pillow."

"We checked the other day..."

"Missed it again."

"No need to worry."

"Just let her post."

"I also want to see..."

"How much more can she make up?"

The next day. The online wave is getting bigger and bigger. Many news sites and media accounts began to report the news. The headlines are becoming more and more sensational.

"Female billionaire mistreats adopted daughter."

"Cold-blooded stepmother of a wealthy family."

"The adopted daughter was kicked out of the house and had to wander the streets."

Lam Uyen Nhi still continuously updated. She said she had been cut off from all financial resources. I don't even have rice to eat. Illustration... It's a bowl of instant noodles. But behind that bowl of noodles... is the luxurious bedroom she lives in. An observant netizen immediately commented.

"You hold a bowl of noodles the size of a bowl worth tens of thousands of yuan."

"In the back is a private dressing room."

"But you say I don't have food to eat?"

Starting to change a bit. Still not enough. I told my assistant to prepare all the documents. But for now... Not announced yet.

"Wait until the day after tomorrow."

"The other day..."

"It was the charity luncheon she signed up for."

"She used her identity..."

'The god of the Tham family'.

"To register."

"The organizers have also sent invitations."

"Are you going too?"

"Of course."

"I will take Uc Ninh with me."

The charity luncheon was held at the city's largest five-star hotel. Guests included more than twenty businessmen and their families. There are also many media agencies. When I arrived... Lam Uyen Nhi was already there. I don't know how she managed to sneak out. She was wearing a designer dress from an unknown source. Laughing and chatting with a few ladies. The moment she saw me walk in... A flash of panic flashed in her eyes. But very quickly... Returned to his usual calm appearance.

"Is mom coming too?"

"So great."

"It's fun for family members to participate."

She deliberately spoke loudly. Enough for everyone around to hear. The ladies who didn't know the truth still smiled.

"Your daughter is really good."

"Both beautiful and well-spoken."

"General Manager Tham."

"Long time no see."

"I heard you just returned home."

"Previously, Uyen Nhi often participated in activities."

"Very familiar with us."

I just smiled slightly. No response. Uc Ninh walked behind me. The child is wearing the new clothes I just bought. The hair has also been neatly trimmed. I'm still very stressed. The hand held mine tightly. After sitting at the table. Lam Uyen Nhi proactively sat at the main table. Right next to me. She poured me water. Picked up food for Lady Trieu sitting next to her. Every move is masterful. Exactly the appearance of a genius. Three weeks of drinking passed. Someone asked each businessman to introduce a few details about his or her charitable activities.