Chapter 8 — Never Look Down on Women

After purifying all the power of the Co family, I quickly promoted a group of capable, daring young people. At the same time, they recalled the old members of the Tham family who were forced to leave. A new management apparatus... was quickly set up. The whole company... seems to have transformed. Under my strong tactics, Tham Thi's shares began to stop falling... then gradually recovered. Everything... is going in the best direction. As for the Co family... completely fell into the abyss. Villas, luxury cars, all assets... were frozen by banks and put up for auction to pay off debts. Co Vien Son's hair turned gray overnight and he had a stroke and was hospitalized. The late lady could not bear the shock of falling from the peak... mentally unstable, was taken to a sanatorium. Only Co Thanh remains. The person who was once unmatched. After being discharged from the hospital... completely turned into a wanderer. He came to the Tham Thi building to find me. Not just once. For the first time, the clothes were still decent. He tried to rush in, but was stopped by the new security guard. The guard didn't recognize him. Just consider it a troublemaker. He pointed at the building, screaming my name.

"Tham Nguyet! Come out here for me!"

"You wicked woman! Give it all back to me!"

At that time, I was standing in front of the office window. Hand holding a cup of hot coffee. Coldly looking down at... the small shadow like an ant down there. Watching him being pushed away, being pointed at by passersby. In my heart... not a single ripple. Even... I find it funny. Is that how he begged me? It's just... as stupid as before. I'm not coming down. Just tell the head of the security department to handle it. Make it clear that if that person continues to cause trouble... then report to the police. After that, Co Thanh came a few more times. Each time… more pathetic. Dirty clothes, unkempt beard, cloudy eyes. He no longer screams, nor curses. Just standing silently on the other side of the street. Standing… all day. Like a rock looking after his wife. Oh no... looks like an "ex-wife". Maybe he thought, doing that... would soften my heart. Or awaken some old feelings. He miscalculated. My heart… three years ago was ground into stone. A block of cold, hard ice. I ordered… no one to pay any attention to him. Just let him stand there. Become a strange "landscape" of the city. So that everyone who goes in and out of this CBD building... can see and talk about it. I want the whole world to know. This... is the end of traitor Tham Nguyet. 15 The Final Humiliation I thought Co Thanh would just stand there... until he turned into a statue. Unexpectedly... he still has another trick. That day, I had just finished a cross-country video conference and was getting ready to leave work. The secretary told me there was a "special guest" down in the lobby. It's Co Thanh. He... knelt in front of the gate of Tham Thi Group. Right on the crowded steps, both knees touched the ground, forehead pressed against the cold floor. In front of him… put a piece of cardboard. Only three words.

“I was wrong.”

This action... immediately sparked public opinion. Employees finished work, passersby and reporters heard the news and came. The front door of the company... was packed. Flash flashed continuously like rain, falling on the man kneeling on the ground. Khuong Ninh sent me a photo and was so angry that I was shaking.

"What is he doing? Forced morality?"

"Using this method to force you to meet? Really disgusting!"

I looked at the photo. Look at Co Thanh's humble back. The corner of the lips... slightly curled up in a cold line bad.

“He didn't force me.”

“He… is personally giving me his final gift.”

“A gift… enough for me to kick him into the mud, forever unable to raise his head.”

I don't go out the main door. I told the driver to take the car to the basement. Then, call the company's PR director.

"Summon all reporters, announce in half an hour... the president will make an important announcement."

“Location… right in front of the company gate.”

Half an hour later. I wore a perfectly tailored black business suit and ten centimeter heels. Appears at the gate. My appearance... caused the whole scene to explode. The reporter went crazy, the microphone and lens simultaneously pointed at me.

"President Tham! May I ask what you think about Mr. Co's actions?"

“Do you forgive him?”

“Is this action a sign that the two of you might reunite?”

I don't answer. Just walk through the crowd. Arrive in front of Co Thanh. The sound of high heels tapping on the floor.

“Clack…clack…”

Each beat... seems to knock straight into everyone's heart. I stopped in front of him. Looking down from above... the man who once made me look up. He heard footsteps and slowly raised his head. His once handsome face... is now dirty and full of tear stains. His eyes were a mixture of regret, begging... and despair.

“Nguyet Nguyet…”

His voice was as rough as sandpaper.

“I was wrong...can you forgive me?”

“Let's… start over…”

I looked at him. Then… burst out laughing. Brilliant smile. Also cruel to the extreme.

“Co Thanh.”

I slowly sat down, eye level with him. From my pocket, I took out a check. And a pen. Right in front of hundreds of lenses. I wrote a number on it. Then put it in front of him.

“One million.”

I spoke, my voice not loud, but loud enough for everyone around me to hear clearly.

“Take this money… go get a blood test.”

Co Thanh was stunned. Everyone... also froze.

“What…what did you say?” He was bewildered.

I leaned close to his ear. Use the smallest voice... say one sentence that is enough to completely destroy everything about him.

“Your pure moonlight — On Nha.”

“Before returning home to find you… I was already two months pregnant.”

“Who the father is, I don't know.”

“But I'm sure.”

“Not you.”

Co Thanh's pupils shrank to the extreme. His face... instantly turned white. There's no more blood left.

“No… impossible…”