Chapter 18 — Seventy-Eight Billion And The President Has No Heir

Ms. Thuan was not kidnapped.

She followed Duyen to a law office, believing that my daughter was endangering the whole family. Duyen told her that I bought Tan Cuong shares with stolen money, and if the police investigated, Khang would be implicated.

When she found them, Ms. Thuan was signing a property power of attorney. Duyen wants to use her house as guarantee for a new loan.

Khang walked in before me.

“Mom, go home.”

Duyen blocked the door.

"You have chosen your wife, so don't interfere in my affairs."

I gave the paper to Hoang Nam. He read it once and said:

"This is not a power of attorney. This is a transfer contract."

Mrs. Thuan was stunned. Destiny wanted to tear it up, but I took a picture of the whole thing.

“How did you get your mother's signature?” I asked.

“I am her daughter!”

"And I'm the one who took out the loan for you. We all have the responsibility, but no one has the right to cheat the elderly."

Khang took his mother home. In the car, she cried.

“Mom thought I had money so I didn't need her anymore.”

I held her hand.

“I have money, but I still need someone to tell me the truth.”

She did not answer. I know an apology cannot erase the times she sided with Duyen, but at least that day she stopped signing.

Back home, Vu waited in the living room. He said Chau transferred part of Khai's shares to a foreign account. They are preparing to sell Tan Cuong to an investment fund to erase all traces.

“If they sell, small shareholders lose everything.”

“And the records will disappear from the Vietnamese system.”

I propose to buy back the debt that is mortgaging the shares of small shareholders. Vu looked at the budget.

“You have enough money, but this will make you the person with the most power.”

"I don't buy to sit in a chair. I buy so that no one will be sold without asking."

Khang heard that and pulled me to the balcony.

“Are you going to make yourself president?”

“No. I intend to return the game to the right person.”

He looked at me for a long time.

“If you do, I will open another kitchen.”

“What does it matter?”

“So when I'm tired of people wearing suits, I have a place to eat.”

I laugh. That night, An Minh signed an agreement to buy the debt. The next morning, Tan Cuong's stock price suddenly increased, and my account was frozen because of a money transfer order that was never executed.