Chapter 2 — Pregnant with Heir

I zipped my backpack, turned around and walked towards the door. "No offense." "I just suddenly remembered that kidney donation surgery is very damaging to my vitality. General Manager Luc remembers to take care of your health. Anyway..." I turned my head and smiled at him. "There are some things that once lost, you really can't get them back." After saying that, I didn't look at their expressions and walked straight out of the villa. I stood on the gravel path in the villa's front yard and took a deep breath. The April wind still carries cold air, carrying the scent of white roses in the yard into my nose. So sweet it's sickening. Like the illusory dream filled with Phuong Vi's shadow that Luc Tran Nguyen has created for me over the past three years. Now the dream is awake. I took out my phone and sent a text message to Lam Tham. "How is the investigation going?" He answered almost immediately. "Found a clue about Tran Ban's money flow." I didn't answer, put the phone away and went to the gate of the compound to call a taxi. "Where to?" The driver asked. "To Phi Thuy Thien Cung in the east of the city." The old house of the Luc family is located there, and Luc Tran Nguyen's mother, who is actually in charge of the Luc family, also lives there. that. An hour later, the car stopped in front of a Chinese-style garden villa. I rang the doorbell. The person who opened the door was old butler Phuc Ba. Seeing me, he was stunned, then gave a gentle smile. "Miss Tham? Why are you here?" "Phuc Ba, I want to see you." I said. Phuc Ba hesitated for a moment. "The lady is receiving guests in the tea room, or should you go to the next room and wait first..." "It's a very urgent matter." I interrupted him. “It has to do with the Luc family's bloodline.” Phuc Ba looked at me deeply. “Please wait a moment.” He turned around and went in, a few minutes later he returned, leaning over to make way. “Madam, please come in.” I followed him through the hallway. The old house still retains its appearance from a hundred years ago, with green stone paved roads, carved wooden windows, and a carp pond in the yard that reflects sparkling ripples of light. Three years ago, the first time I came here, my palms were so tense that they were sweaty, afraid of making one wrong step. Now I just feel calm again. In the tea room, Chu Uan was sitting in front of the purple tea table making tea. This year she is in her fifties, very well taken care of, wearing a dark blue cheongsam, her hair tied in a bun behind her head. Hearing footsteps, she raised her eyes, her gaze stopped on me. Those eyes were very pale, without any emotions, but seemed to be able to penetrate through the skin and see through to the bones. "Miss Tham, I heard you have something urgent?" I sat down on the cushion opposite her. "Yes." "Madam, I'm pregnant." Chu Uan's hand pouring tea stopped. The tea flowed into the white porcelain cup, emitting a clear sound. "Tran Nguyen's?" she asked. I took the ultrasound sheet out of my pocket and pushed it in front of her. "Yes, seven weeks, double birth." Chu Uan put down the teapot, picked up the paper, looked at it once, then put it down again. She raised the tea cup and blew gently. "So?" "What does Ms. Tham want to do today?" "I want the Luc family to acknowledge these two children." Chu Uan laughed. "Miss Tham, I understand your thinking. A young girl who has followed Tran Nguyen for three years, it is very normal to want security." "But you should understand clearly, even if you give birth to a child, you cannot enter the Luc family's door." She paused, put down the tea cup. "Let's do this, I'll give you 100 million, then send you abroad. After the children are born, the Luc family will be responsible for their education and life, but you can't see them again?" That's right, mother and daughter. I looked at Chu Uan and suddenly remembered a sentence in the comment. The Luc family's wife is a pure businessman. In her eyes, between the bloodline

and benefits, she always prioritized the latter. “What if I don't need the money?” I asked. Chu Uan raised his eyebrows. "What if I don't need money, I just want these two children to have the Luc family name righteously, to be recorded in the Luc family genealogy, and to have the same inheritance rights as the other descendants of the Luc family in the future?" Chu Uan's voice turned cold. "Miss Tham." "Too greedy is not a good quality." I calmly said: "It's not greed." "But these two children are worthy." "Oh? Based on what?" "Based on what?" on the fact that they are Luc Tran Nguyen's only children in this life." The tea room was quiet for a moment. The smile on Chu Uan's face completely disappeared. She looked at me, her eyes as sharp as da.a. "Miss Tham, do you know what you are saying?" I looked straight into her eyes. "I know." "But you don't know that Luc Tran Nguyen cannot have any more children in this life. Because during the kidney donation surgery for Phuong Vi, the main doctor Tran Ban received dirty money, intentionally 'negligent' during the surgery, destroying his fertility." I took out my phone and opened the first document. Fairy Lam Tham sent it to me half an hour ago and pushed it in front of Chu Uan.