Chapter 12 — One Card, Exposing the Whole Family

“Do as she says.”

I turned to my brother.

“Brother, connect the large LED screen in front of the corporation's door.”

“I need it.”

He didn't ask any more questions and immediately followed. Finally, I looked at lawyer Truong.

“Lawyer Truong, please come with me.”

“It's time... to end the curtain.”

He smiled slightly, his eyes full of interest. Under the Tu Thi Group building. The scene was chaotic. Ly Hao held the speaker and shouted until his voice was hoarse.

"Everyone, come and see! The Tu family uses their power to bully people!"

“My wife had an affair and transferred the money, now it's back to harm us!”

Luu Mai sat on the ground, crying and beating her thighs.

“My son is so miserable!”

“We in the Ly family encountered cruel women!”

“Not only do they want a divorce, they also want to send my child to jail!”

“Is there still justice!”

The group of "relatives" behind put up banners with blinding red letters.

“Return your sweat and tears!”

“Tu Thi relies on power to kill people!”

The flash flashes continuously. Onlookers around were whispering. In the midst of that chaos, we appeared. I stepped forward. Cream colored jacket, straight figure. Light makeup, calm eyes. Each step of high heels echoed clearly amid the noise. Behind is Tu Lang and his team of lawyers. The moment I appeared, the whole scene stopped for a second. Just then… boom. Reporters rushed in like waves. Microphone pointed straight at me.

“Miss Tu, how do you respond to Mr. Ly's accusations?”

“Did you have an affair and transfer assets?”

“Does Tu Thi Group abuse its power?”

I stood in the middle of the crowd. Don't avoid it. No explanation. Just curl your lips slightly. His eyes were cold as ice. When Ly Hao and Luu Mai saw me, they froze for a moment, then immediately gave me a smug, distorted smile, as if they had finally forced me to show up.

“Nhuoc Nhien, you wretched woman, you finally dare to show yourself!” He raised the speaker and pointed it straight at me, his voice was shrill as if he wanted to swallow someone alive.

“You stand in front of everyone and tell me clearly why you treat me like that!”

I didn't answer or look at him, just calmly walked to the center of the crowd as if I was entering a prepared stage. I raised the phone, my eyes as quiet as water, and Tu Lang immediately understood, signaling to connect the sound to the speaker system of the giant LED screen in front of the building. The next moment, a familiar voice rang out, clear to every word, spreading throughout the square like a knife tearing through a disguise.

"Nhuoc Nhien, my good daughter-in-law, it's my fault, I'm confused, don't accept me..." Luu Mai's voice trembled, full of flattery and begging.

Immediately after that was Ly Hao's voice, weak and pitiful, every word was like kneeling before someone else.

“Wife, beat me, scold me, it's all my fault, listen to your mother and sister…”

"I swear I won't dare again..."

In the recording, they knelt down and begged, admitting every word and sentence was wrong, but in real life they were holding banners and screaming slander against me in front of the world. Two faces, two faces, one real and one fake, exposed naked before hundreds of watching eyes. The whole square was silent. All sounds seemed muffled. The smiles on Ly Hao and Luu Mai's faces froze, their faces slowly turned white, as if the blood was draining from their bodies little by little. The recording continued, each sentence and each word rang out clearly, each word of forgiveness felt like a slap hit them right in the face in front of the crowd. The space was terrifyingly quiet, with only their own humble voices echoing in the air. The camera continuously panned between me and my mother and daughter, the reporter's eyes turned from excitement to surprise, then to understanding. The crowd began to whisper, the tone no longer criticizing me, but turning into contempt for them.

"Oh my god, yesterday I knelt down and begged, today I cursed people, what an A-list actor."

“Exactly like a professional scammer, both greedy and deceitful.”

“This is called slapping yourself in the face.”