Chapter 11 — My Husband's Secretary Announced Pregnancy

Hearing Lam Uyen's voice, my first reflex was to immediately hang up.

“Sister To, don't hang up!”

She seemed to guess what I was going to do, so she quickly shouted:

"I beg you, only see me once, just once! I have something very important to tell you! It's about Tram Mac! About his company!"

About Tram Mac? About his company? I frowned. I'm confident that I've already investigated everything about his company - it's just an empty shell that's been stripped of money, is there anything else I don't know?

“You and I have nothing more to say.” I coldly refused.

"No! Yes!"

Her voice was about to burst into tears, sounding desperate.

"Sister To, I know you despise me and hate me. But now I'm really at the end of my rope! Tam Mac... he's not human! He lied to me, he also lied to me! Besides me, he has someone else too! The company is not as simple as you think!"

Is there anyone else? My heart stopped for a beat, but then I felt like it was okay. What's the difference between one child or hundreds of children? Anyway, it's all trash.

“Those things have nothing to do with me anymore.” I said, “I'm about to divorce him.”

“Relevant! Very relevant!”

Lam Uyen almost burst into tears:

"Sister To, I'm begging you, it's like I'm begging you, just meet me once, listen to what I have to say, if you don't think it's useful then you can go, okay? I'm at the coffee shop opposite the central hospital, if you don't come, I won't go either!"

After speaking, she immediately hung up. I held the phone, stood still, somewhat hesitant. Reason tells me — don't go. People like Lam Uyen, dogs pulling at the same hedge, can do anything. Getting involved with her will only bring disaster to yourself. But her last sentence, "the company is not as simple as you think", was like a needle, piercing straight into my heart. I claim to have investigated Tram Mac to the core, but Lam Uyen is his secretary, and a close secretary. Could it be that she knows secrets that I don't know? For example — that company that seemed to be wiped out, actually had a deeper secret? My intuition told me - this might not be that simple. After a moment of hesitation, I still called a car and went to the central hospital. The cafe was not crowded. As soon as I walked in, I saw Lam Uyen sitting in the corner. She looks pitifully bad. His face was pale, his lips were dry and cracked, his eyes were red and swollen, he was wearing an old, baggy coat, his whole body looked haggard and devastated. Completely different from the gorgeous, overbearing appearance of the "future Mrs. Tram" I met last night. In front of her was a glass of lemonade, untouched. As soon as she saw me, she seemed to see a savior and immediately stood up.

“Sister To, you're here!”

I didn't say anything, sat down opposite, and ordered a glass of Americano.

“Say, what's going on?”

I got straight to the point, didn't want to waste my time with her. She awkwardly rubbed her hands, her lips trembled, before she could say one sentence:

“Miss To, I'm sorry.”

“No need to apologize.” I cut off coldly. “If you came just to say these words, then I'll leave.”

"Not!" She quickly shook her head:

"Sister To, I want to tell you - Tram Mac... he has another account! He transferred all the money abroad!"

My heart felt like someone was squeezing it.

“What did you say?”

Lam Uyen was afraid I wouldn't believe him, so she quickly withdrew From my pocket, I took out a small USB and pushed it in front of me.

"In here are all the statements of his foreign accounts! There are also chats and evidence of money transfers between him and another woman!"

"That person is someone he knows in Macao. He seems to be a broker at a casino. The money he embezzled from the company, besides the amount spent on me, was mostly transferred to that woman!"

“He said it was an investment, but in fact he used her to launder money, then transferred it all to a secret account at a Swiss bank!”

"He told me that when he extorted all the money from the company, filed for bankruptcy, and divorced you, he would take me abroad to live happily. He never intended to repay that five million loan! From the beginning, he intended to let you and your father bear that crime for him!"

Lam Uyen spoke at once, then leaned back in the chair, panting as if she had just exhausted her strength. I looked at the USB on the table, my hands and feet were cold. I thought Tram Mac was just a greedy, lustful, stupid person. I didn't expect him to be this cruel and cunning. He did not simply transfer assets. He orchestrated a huge conspiracy. A conspiracy is enough to drag me, drag my whole family... down to hell. If Lam Uyen hadn't told me all of this today, and waited until I won the case and held the verdict in my hand declaring "that debt is personally responsible for Tram Mac", I would probably still think I had won. But what good is that? Tram Mac had already shed his shell and escaped, running away. The bank couldn't find him, so of course they turned to the only guarantor - my father. Only then did I realize: I won the case, but lost my life. My back was cold and sweaty.

“Where did you get these things from?” I picked up the USB and stared at Lam Uyen, my eyes as sharp as knives.

"I'm his secretary, he doesn't watch out for me in many things."

Lam Uyen bowed her head, her voice as small as a mosquito cried:

“He asked me to handle some emails and organize documents, so I secretly... secretly backed up all of this.”

"Why?" I inquired. “Why do you have to do that?”

She hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly:

"I'm afraid that in the future he won't need me anymore, I want to keep a way to live for myself, to keep some things that can threaten him. I didn't expect... to use it so quickly."

It's so pitiful and even more laughable. She plans others step by step, and in the end, those things become her own last lifeline.

“Why did you tell me?” I continued asking, I didn't believe she had such kindness.

“Because I hate him!”

Lam Uyen suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with hatred:

"He ruined everything for me! He left me ruined, jobless, and my children... also gone."

She instinctively reached out to touch her stomach, tears silently falling.

“This morning I went to the hospital myself and had an abortion.”

Her voice was hoarse:

"Lying on the operating table, I thought clearly. I couldn't let it go like that. He treated me like trash and threw it away. I also wanted to give him a taste of what it's like to fall from heaven to hell!"

"Sister To, I know, only you can do it. Only you can make him pay for what he has done!"

I looked at her, in heart full of contradictions. This woman is hateful, pitiful, and sad. But the USB she gave me — is the weapon I need the most right now.