Chapter 12 — My Cousin Used My House To Swindle 11,800,000 Yuan, But Didn't Know The House Was Cleared

Sitting alone in a dark room for a long time. It's been three years since you two left. The house you two left me... I can't keep it. But you two can rest assured. The second thing you left for me... This head and spine are still there. The next day, the situation suddenly changed direction. My WeChat has a stranger sending a friend request. Avatar is the logo of Hang Thai Credit. The verification message reads:

"Miss Tham, I'm Trieu Bang of Hang Thai Credit. I want to talk to you."

Trieu Bang. The person who directly handled Tham Tu Hien's loan application... actively sought me out. I agree to make friends. He sent a text message.

"Miss Tham, I know this incident has been reported to the police. I have also done some not so glorious things."

“But there is something I want you to know.”

"The day Tham Tu Hien made that loan, he brought with him a power of attorney and a photocopy of her identification."

“The signature on the power of attorney… was not written by him.”

“So who wrote it?”

“A woman.”

“Age is not small.”

“He called her ‘mother’.”

Vuong Tu Lan.

“At that time were you present?”

“That woman prepared very complete documents.”

“Power of attorney, signature, photocopy of ID, household registration book…”

“She is much older than Tham Tu Hien.”

“He could barely get a word in.”

“The one who talked to me from beginning to end was her.”

“Do you have proof?”

He sent over a photo. Screenshot of office camera. The picture is not too clear. But I could still see two people standing in front of the counter. One is Tham Tu Hien. The remaining person... body shape, hairstyle, clothes... It's all Vuong Tu Lan.

“You kept this photo yourself?”

"I'm afraid that if something happens in the future, I'll be used as a sacrifice, so I'm keeping a way out for myself."

“Why are you telling me these things?”

It took a long time for him to reply.

“Because now the top has started to push all the responsibility onto me.”

"General Sun said I didn't appraise carefully and disbursed 11,800,000 yuan."

“If in the end there must be accountability... the person in jail will be me.”

“But when he approved the file, he himself signed it.”

“He also has responsibility.”

“I don't want to carry it all alone.”

“So you want me to be your witness?”

“I want the truth to come out.”

“The person behind planning all this is your aunt.”

“It's not just Tham Tu Hien.”

“If we only arrest Tham Tu Hien and let the person behind it escape…”

“This matter will never be clarified.”

I saved the screenshot. Then transfer the entire chat to Chu Man. Chu Man only answered one sentence correctly. But I know… It's still not okay. Because the next day it happened again. The homeowner called me.

"Miss Tham, someone called me to say that you owe more than ten million yuan on the loan, and your assets are likely to be frozen at any time."

“Even though I rented this house to you, if it comes to that kind of thing… I'm really a bit worried…”

“Who called you?”

“A woman.”

“Don't say names.”

“But since it's your relative, you have good intentions so you should remind me first.”

Vuong Tu Lan.

“Miss Truong.”

I tried to keep my voice calm.

“In this matter, I am the victim, not the debtor.”

“My documents were stolen and used by someone else.”

“I have already reported to the police, there is full confirmation.”

“But that woman said It's so serious..."

“Don't trust her.”

“Tomorrow you can bring the report confirmation to show me.”

The homeowner hesitated for a moment then said:

“That's it… you just stay ahead.”

But in that voice... Trust was broken. After hanging up, I squeezed the phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Anonymous online posting. Phone call to the homeowner. Lost customers. Vuong Tu Lan doesn't fight me directly anymore. She started to change the way she played. No direct confrontation. Which silently destroys my life from the inside. Makes people gradually stay away from me. Makes me unable to work. No accommodation available. No more source of income. Pressing until the end... I had no choice but to bow my head and take out the compensation money to "reconcile". What a beautiful move. I stood in front of the rented apartment window, looking at the sky for a long time. Then make a phone call.

“At your product launch… I will participate.”

Luc Thua's voice immediately brightened.

“So do you want to go up on stage and say a few words?”

“After all, I am one of Te Cu's earliest investors.”

“In the design world, you are also famous…”

“Don't go on stage.”

I leaned against the window railing, my voice very soft.

“But I want to appear there… as a designer.”