Chapter 18 — My grandmother tore up my admission notice, and tore up my status as a Thien Kim Hao Mon

Second aunt was stunned. Face pale. For many years, she has always tried to build the image of a perfect lady. But this moment. Everything crumbled before everyone's eyes. I used to think. The person behind everything has been revealed. But the truth was faster than I thought. Just a few days later. Uncle Tan brought new news.

“The person who carried her from the garden that year…”

“Not a member of the second family.”

I raised my head.

“What do you mean?”

Uncle Tan put down the documents.

“That person just happened to have an opportunity.”

“After carrying her away, he panicked so he left her at the station.”

“But the caller tricked the second lady into leaving the garden…”

“It's another person.”

I tightened my grip on the file.

“Can you look it up?”

Uncle Tan nodded.

“That person does not belong to the Tham family.”

“But outside.”

“What's more important is…”

“Recently that phone number appeared again.”

My heart sank slightly.

“Who got the call?”

“Trieu Lan.”

I immediately returned to town. As soon as Trieu Lan saw me, her eyes turned red. She lost a lot of weight. Still clutching the phone in his hand. Grandma sat in the corner. Don't dare look at me. And Lam Kien Quoc sat in front of the door smoking. The air was so heavy it was suffocating. I looked at Trieu Lan.

“Who called you?”

She shook her head.

“Nem Niem…”

I interrupted.

“My name is Tham Tri Ha.”

Tears immediately fell from her eyes.

“Stop investigating.”

“That person said…”

“If you continue investigating…”

“You will lose everything you have.”

I held out my hand.

“Give me the phone.”

Lam Kien Quoc suddenly stood up.

“Don't force your mother!”

I looked at him.

“Do you still want to lock me up again?”

His face immediately turned white. Grandma burst into tears.

“We were wrong.”

“It's really wrong.”

I coldly said:

“If you know it's wrong…”

“Then give me the phone.”

Trieu Lan also gave me the phone. In call history. A phone number from Kinh Thi appeared continuously. Uncle Tan investigated very quickly. The owner of that phone number is a woman from the Co family. Longtime competitor of the Tham family. She once had a deep conflict with my mother. The scary thing is... She didn't kidnap me. Didn't directly harm me. But after knowing I was missing. She intentionally spread fake news. Guidance of investigation of deviation. Causing the Tham family to search for eighteen years without results. Not illegal. But extremely cruel. That evening. My father directly took me to a party of the Co family. Just saw me. The late lady smiled elegantly.

“Is this the Miss Tham you just found?”

“Indeed, she looks a lot like her mother.”

I looked at her.

“And you are just like the rumors say.”

“Very good at pretending.”

The whole hall immediately fell silent. The smile on Mrs. Co's face stiffened.

“Talking must be instructive.”

“Education is for those who deserve it.”

The late lady looked at my father.

“Minh Vien.”

“Your daughter just returned and isn't that disciplined?”

My father stood next to me. There is no intention to prevent it.

“She was harmed by others for eighteen years.”

“It's normal to be a little impatient.”

Mrs. Co's face became even more unsightly.

“I don't understand what you're talking about.”

I took out my phone.

“Then listen.”

Uncle Tan immediately opened the recording. Lady Co's voice rang out clearly.

“Trieu Lan.”

“Take control of your daughter.”

“It did go back to their house Tham…”

“I'm not sure if I can sit still.”

Whispers immediately erupted throughout the hall. Mrs. Co's face finally changed.

“Are you recording me?”

I laughed.

“When she called to threaten my adoptive mother…”

“Have you asked me if I agree or not?”

The Co family quickly arrived. Mr. Co frowned tightly.

“What happened?”

The late lady still wanted to explain. But at that moment. My mother walked in. She stared at Mrs. Co. Red eyes.

“Eighteen years ago…”

“You also made the same phone call, right?”

The late lady immediately objected.

“Don't slander me.”

My mother took out an old, discolored envelope.

“I still keep it.”

Lady Co's face turned pale. My mother opened the letter. Read every word.

“If your daughter is never found…”

“It also seems like God is fair.”

The whole party was in complete chaos. Mr. Co snatched the letter. Face dark.

“Have you really done this before?”

The late lady panicked.

“It was just a time of anger…”

I looked at her.

“An angry sentence.”

“In exchange for eighteen years of other people's suffering.”

“Is that also called anger?”

The surrounding ladies immediately moved away. Someone said in a low voice:

“Too cruel.”

“It's truly unimaginable.”

What Mrs. Gu values most is reputation. But that very night. It was completely crushed. She wanted to leave. But my mother stopped me.

“Sorry my daughter.”

The late lady gritted her teeth. I shook my head.

“Not me.”