Chapter 15 — I Sell 58% of Shares, Sending My Ex-Husband Out of My Life

Wants to get a bank statement... He can get it at any time. That's a thorn. Not to the point of being fatal. But enough to cause trouble. Especially when I just finished holding the press conference, public opinion is completely leaning towards me. Just a small stain... It can be magnified a hundred times. I picked up my phone and texted Phuong Vien.

“Help me investigate something.”

“Twelve years ago, in a certain bank account of Tan Mac Thanh, there was a transfer transaction of 500,000 yuan.”

“The recipient may be surnamed Trinh.”

“I need to confirm if I can still look up that transfer history now.”

Phuong Vien responded very quickly.

“The longest bank transaction storage period is fifteen years.”

“If there are no special circumstances, there is still a high possibility.”

“But if he wants to use this as a lesson…”

“He has to go to the bank himself and ask for a statement to be printed.”

“Help me monitor if he has recently gone to the bank to do any procedures.”

I called lawyer Trieu again. After listening to me, he was silent for a while.

“General Luc, if this matter is exposed, it will definitely affect your reputation.”

“But from a legal perspective…”

"What happened twelve years ago is past the statute of limitations."

“Even if there is evidence, it is not enough to prosecute a criminal case.”

“But public opinion does not care about the statute of limitations.”

"That's right."

“So the best way is…”

“Don't give him a chance to say it.”

“How?”

“Accelerate the progress of negotiations.”

“Let him sign it before it gets out.”

“Once he signed the agreement, if he continued to bring up the old story, it would violate the confidentiality clause.”

“Then we can pursue liability for breach of contract.”

I thought for a few seconds.

“Lawyer Trieu.”

“Draft an additional clause into the agreement.”

“In addition to the previous four conditions…”

“Add comprehensive confidentiality clause.”

“After signing, the two parties may not disclose to third parties any personal information, commercial information or private life arising during the marriage period.”

“The fine for breach of contract is 10,000,000 yuan.”

“I'll send it to you tomorrow morning.”

After hanging up, I decided not to wait any longer. The next morning, I drove directly to Tan Mac Thanh's residence. Our previous house. The moment he opened the door with the key, the strong smell of alcohol hit him straight in his face. The living room is extremely messy. Wine bottles, food boxes, and rolled up tissues were thrown everywhere. Tan Mac Thanh lies on the sofa. Wearing a wrinkled T-shirt, with stubble. Completely different from the neatly dressed man in the company three days ago. Hearing the door open, he opened his eyes. Seeing me, he paused for a second and then burst out laughing. The smile was both bitter and fierce.

“The great general is here.”

“Tan Mac Thanh.”

“Sober up.”

“I came to talk.”

“What are we talking about?”

“Talk about how you intend to push me to the edge?”

He sat up from the sofa and kicked away an empty wine bottle.

“Zhang” sound.

The bottle of wine rolled to my feet.

“I give you three days to think.”

“Time's up.”

“You still haven't given me an answer.”

"Answer?"

He smirked.

“Aren't the conditions you set out to strip me completely?”

“Luc Thanh Van.”

“I tell you…”

“Don't pressure people too much.”

“Dogs in the same street can still dance wall."

“Are you threatening me?”

“I'm reminding you.”

He stood up and walked in front of me. The smell of alcohol was so strong that it made me want to frown.

“Do you think you're so clean?”

“The story of the technology park that year…”

“Have you forgotten?”

“I remember the story of you using 500,000 yuan as a bribe.”

Of course this is the case.

“Tan Mac Thanh.”

“The money was transferred from your account.”

“If you release it…”

“You are also an accomplice.”

“I have nothing left to lose!”

His voice suddenly rose. Both eyes are bloodshot.

“If I end up like this, what else should I be afraid of!”

“At worst, the fish will die and the net will be torn!”

“Do you think it's beneficial for you if a fish dies from a torn net?”

“At least don't expect to live in peace!”

I looked at him. For the first time, I felt this man was truly pitiful. Not the kind of pity that makes others sympathize. Which is kind of sad. Having come to this point... He's still only thinking about how to drag me to death with him. Not thinking about how to keep a way out for yourself.

“Tan Mac Thanh.”

“I said it one last time.”

I took out a printed agreement from my bag and placed it on the tea table.

“This is your last chance to save some face.”

“Shares transferred to Dinh Phong at 80% of the market price.”

“About more than 30,000,000 yuan.”

“Minus the 26,000,000 yuan you withdrew from the company…”

“You still received more than 7,000,000 yuan.”

“More than 7,000,000 yuan?”

He smiled coldly.