Chapter 9 — I'm Not A Useless Housewife

He sucked my flesh and blood, stole my parents' achievements, and pushed me into the abyss. All of this is the retribution he deserves. On the day the court announced the verdict, I didn't go. I only saw on the financial news the image of him wearing handcuffs, white sideburns, and being escorted out by the police. The man who used to be so energetic all those years ago became a complete joke. I turned off the TV and poured myself a glass of red wine. Respect the past. Kinh Lam Van Tinh died during that wedding. Also respect the future. Dear myself, I have been reborn.

11

After several months of fighting, with the help of a team of top lawyers, I successfully recovered most of the assets transferred by Giang Hao. Under my leadership, the company not only quickly got on track, I also took advantage of my language advantage and acumen for international markets, successfully expanding several new foreign business lines. I completely took off the glasses I used to disguise myself and cut my hair neatly short. In the media, I am no longer the tragic "abandoned wealthy wife", but regularly appear on the covers of major financial magazines as a "strong female businesswoman". Radiant, strong, imposing aura. At a party to celebrate the project's success, Uncle Vuong drank until his face turned red. He held my hand, old tears flowing down.

“Eldest lady, the old president in heaven can finally rest in peace.”

I patted the back of his hand, filled with emotion. Chu Minh Hien has always silently supported me. From an initially awkward relationship, we became the best partners at work and best friends in life. He understands my resilience, and also understands the fatigue behind that resilience. At the end of the celebration party, he half-jokingly asked me:

“After going through all this, will you still believe in love in the future?”

I smiled and raised my glass, gently clinking it with him.

“I believe in myself.”

That's right. I no longer need to rely on anyone. No longer need to project your own value on others. I am no longer anyone's dependent. I am my own queen. I use my own abilities and intelligence to reclaim my dignity and my future. I stood in front of the giant ground-level glass window in my office, looking down at the brightly lit city below my feet. The night wind blew my short hair. There is no longer any darkness and oppression in my eyes, only the confidence to hold everything, and countless expectations for the future.