Chapter 8 — Last Hope

“Tieu Hi, when you read this letter, I will probably be gone.”

“Don't be too sad because of me... but we must get justice for her.”

"Tran Loi is a demon. Marrying him... was the biggest mistake of my life."

"I thought he was gentle, but I didn't expect... to be a hypocrite."

"He and my best friend, Lam Na... have been together. That girl... is also pregnant with his child."

“They want to wait for her to die, then they will be together and take everything from her.”

"I hate... I'm not willing."

“In the USB are all the messages, money transfer transactions, and even the recording she secretly recorded—when they discussed how to harm her.”

"The keys are to my pre-marital apartment. The address is on the back of the envelope. There, I also left a few things for you."

"Tieu Hi, the road ahead will be very difficult. Tran Loi has a cruel heart, he will not let you go."

“You must protect yourself.”

“Remember... you're not alone.”

“I'm always there... watching over you.”

“Push him… to hell.”

The page was wet with tears. But in my heart— a fire flared up again. I'll definitely— make them pay. I wiped my tears and raised my head to look at lawyer Ly. His eyes were no longer weak. cold and sharp.

“Lawyer Ly, thank you.”

“Now… I want to ask you one more favor.”

“You just say it.”

“I want to sue.”

“I will sue Tran Loi—marital adultery, illegal property transfer.”

“And I will apply to become the sole legal guardian of my sister-in-law Luu Van.”

“I want to… completely kick him out of her life.”

Lawyer Ly looked at me. In the eyes behind the glass— a flash of approval flashed.

“No problem.”

“We can start anytime.”

“But before that, I advise you to go to the other apartment.”

"I believe... what Luu Van left behind is not just that."

I nodded. Take the box— leave the office. Don't hesitate. I took a taxi and went straight to the address on the back of the envelope. A luxury apartment complex. I opened the door. The apartment wasn't big—but it was so warm that it made one's heart soften. Clean, pristine. Exactly like your sister. In the living room— there was a laptop on the table. a bank card. And a piece of paper. I picked it up.

"There are fifty thousand in the card, considered the dowry I left for you. The password is still your date of birth. Live well, don't let yourself suffer."

My tears... Even now— you're still only thinking about me. I opened my laptop. No password. On the desktop— there is only one folder.

“A gift for a male and female dog couple.”

I clicked. All are video and audio files. I open a file. The sound rang out.

"That child... why hasn't he died yet?"

“Having to play the role of a lovesick husband every day makes me want to vomit.”

Lam Na's voice.

"Rest assured, dear."

“I've increased the dose of her tonic. She's been really weak lately.”

“When she dies... all the assets will be ours.”

“At that time, I will buy you the biggest diamond ring and the most beautiful villa.”

Tran Loi's voice. I stood dumbfounded. The blood in my body seemed to freeze. actually poisoned her sister-in-law. That “accident”— was no accident. they can't wait anymore. That's why the drama "falling from a height" was created. Not an accident. Murder plot... not yet accomplished. I continued to open other files. There is video of them entering the hotel. There are photos of them Go shopping for baby clothes together. There is also a video of Tran Loi... taking each piece of jewelry from his sister-in-law and giving it to Lam Na. Full proof. Indisputable. Your doom— I backed up all my data. Then, take a shower. Hot water poured down, as if washing away all the frustration. I changed into clean clothes. Stand in front of the mirror. But his gaze— sharp as red-hot steel. I picked up the phone and called Tran Loi. The bell rang for a long time. He just picked up the phone.

"You still dare to call me? Are you sorry? Do you want to ask for my forgiveness?"

His voice was full of sarcasm.

“Tran Loi.”

I said, frighteningly calm.

“I'll give you one word.”

“Take Lam Na and go to the restaurant on the rooftop of the Marriott hotel in the center.”

“I have something… I want to show you two.”

"Who do you think you are? Why do you give me orders?"

He laughed contemptuously.

“Based on… I have videos of you and your lover in my hand.”

I said it as lightly as nothing.

“If you don't come... in an hour, these videos will appear in your entire company's emails. And your in-laws' phones too.”

The other end of the line—absolute silence. I hung up. The corners of the lips curl up. he will definitely come. People like him... are most afraid of losing face. I opened my sister-in-law's wardrobe. Choose a black dress. But temperament. I put on a lot of makeup. Paint your lips bright red—hide all your weaknesses. From today— I am no longer the bullied Tran Hi. dun.