Chapter 6 — I tore up a 1.8 billion contract, my boss went crazy right at the celebration party

I still try to stay calm. Continue to deny. But Tran Van Ly laughed. The confident smile of someone who holds everything in his hands. He took out his phone. Open a video. Then slowly pushed it in front of me. The moment of seeing the screen. The blood in my body seemed to freeze. A skinny teenager lies on a white hospital bed. Wear an oxygen mask on your face. The whole body was filled with wires and medical equipment. Face pale. Eyes closed. The weak chest rose and fell according to the respiratory support machine. I recognized him immediately. Even if only a glimpse remains. I still recognize it. My younger brother. My breathing stopped for a moment. The whole body is stiff. The blood in his body seemed to freeze. My voice trembled uncontrollably. Tran Van Ly took back the phone. Slowly use a cloth to wipe the screen. As if something dirty was stuck on it.

“Your younger brother, Hua Duong.”

“Twenty years old this year.”

“Three years ago, I had an unexpected accident.”

“From then on, he fell into a vegetative state.”

“Currently in the intensive care unit of Sacred Heart Hospital, the best private hospital in S city.”

“Every day costs a huge amount of money.”

“For three years now, she has risked her life working.”

“Just to prolong his life.”

“Am I wrong?”

Every sentence, every word of his. Like sharp needles. Stabbed straight into my heart. This is my biggest secret. Also my only weakness. All these years. I never mentioned it to anyone. Yet he was able to investigate. Just how deep did he dig?

“What do you really want to do?”

My voice is hoarse. Even I didn't realize it. Tran Van Ly took a sip of wine. Elegant movements. But in my eyes right now. He is nothing more than a devil.

“Very simple.”

“The largest shareholder behind Sacred Heart Hospital is Thien Vu Capital.”

“That means…”

“Your brother's life is in my hands now.”

“I can give him the best treatment conditions in the world.”

“It's also possible…”

“Turn off his respiratory support machine at any time.”

“Miss Hua.”

“You are a smart person.”

“Now you know what to choose, right?”

He looked at me. His eyes carried a joking look. It's like enjoying a prey that has fallen into a cage that you built yourself. I looked at him. Anger surged up. Almost wants to swallow all reason. I clenched my fist. Nails dug deep into palms. But didn't feel any pain. Because my heart hurts a thousand times more right now. It hurts more than being cut by a knife one by one. He used my only relative to threaten me. I looked at the glass of wine on the table. Dark red liquid under the light. Looks like blood. I picked up the glass of wine. No hesitation. Throw it straight in his face. Red wine splashing. Flowing along Tran Van Ly's handsome face. Wet the white shirt collar. The air on the rooftop immediately froze. I stood up. Bloodshot eyes stared at him. Every word. I gritted it out from between my teeth.

“Tran Van Ly.”

“If you dare touch my brother even a hair.”

“Even if it means sacrificing my life.”

“I will also make you pay back with blood!”

The night wind howled on the upper floors. Those words echoed in the middle the air. Carrying hatred and determination to the extreme. But what surprised me was... Tran Van Ly didn't get angry. Also don't wipe alcohol off your face. He just sat there. Quietly look at me. In those deep eyes. For the first time, a strange feeling appeared. Not the same as mockery. Not like angry. But it's like... It's just that the feeling passed very quickly. So fast that I thought I was mistaken. One second later. The corners of his lips curled up again. Restore the familiar coldness.

“Hua Tinh.”

“You're still exactly the same as that year.”

That sentence made me pause. My heart suddenly beat loudly. I looked at him. A strange feeling suddenly rose in my heart. I have met this man somewhere. A long time ago. Dark red wine flowed down Tran Van Ly's handsome face. Drop by drop fell onto the white shirt. Spreading out in dazzling red streaks. He didn't move at all. Didn't even bother to wipe off the wine stains on his face. Just quietly looked at me. There was no anger in those deep eyes. On the contrary... There seems to be a glimmer of enjoyment.

“Quite spirited.”

He picked up the napkin. Carelessly wipe your face.

“It's starting to make me interested in you.”

“Unfortunately…”

“Your bones are too hard.”

“So hard that it makes people want to crush each piece.”

The voice is very light. But cold to the bone.

“Blood revenge?”

He laughed contemptuously.

“Hua Tinh.”

“What do you use to fight me?”

“Your life?”

“Your life is in my eyes…”

“Not worth a penny.”

He stood up. Step by step walking towards me. Being taller than me by a whole head created a terrible feeling of oppression. He bent down to look at me. It's like looking at a tiny ant.

“I give you one last chance.”

"Tomorrow."

“Sang Khoa will hold a press conference to announce the new project.”

“I want you to appear there.”

“In front of the entire media.”

“Kneel down and apologize to Chu Due.”

“Admit you betrayed the company.”

“Theft of trade secrets.”

“If we can do it.”

“I will arrange for your brother to be transferred to the best hospital abroad.”

“But if you refuse…”

His voice suddenly turned cold.

“I will let you see for yourself.”

“How your little brother stopped breathing little by little.”

My whole body was cold. It was like being thrown into an ice cellar.