Chapter 10 — The 20,000,000 Yuan Villa and the Tham Family's Secret

“I kept this secret in my hands and lived in the Tham family for three years.”

"That's right."

“Why don't you leave?”

“Why didn't you take it out sooner?”

I looked straight into his eyes.

“Because I'm always waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

“Waiting for a moment that makes you feel… worth taking it out.”

Tham Sung Minh's fingers tightened slightly. I understand. If the Tham family treats me well. If Tham Nghien Tri is sincere with me. If in those three years of marriage there had been even a little bit of sincerity... Then that contract would forever rot in that secret compartment. With me rot until the grave. But the Tham family did not do that. My mother-in-law is becoming more and more excessive in humiliating me. Tham Nghien Tri coldly and indifferently watched me being trampled. They are all telling me the same thing.

“You don't belong here.”

“You don't deserve it.”

So today... I just brought that contract to light.

“I understand.”

Tham Sung Minh slowly stood up, his movements somewhat heavy.

“Tieu Co, I don't blame you.”

“In the end… the Tham family is at fault for you.”

He went to the door. Before leaving, he turned to look at me once.

“That contract…”

“How are you going to handle it?”

That question sounded very calm. But I could hear a thousand-pound weight below. Once the contract is completely made public... Tham Thi's stock price will plummet. Partners will withdraw capital. Competitors will rush in like wolves and bite. The Tham family's commercial empire could very well collapse overnight. Surrogacy is not a felony. But with a traditional business family like the Tham family...

"The heir is not a legitimate biological child" is the real fatal blow.

Shareholders will not accept a successor born from a surrogacy contract. Partners will no longer trust a corporation where even the heir's bloodline is fake. Public opinion will tear them apart. I looked at Tham Sung Minh's back. Suddenly felt... He was also pitiful. Because of the so-called "heir"... He buried his whole life in a lie.

“Uncle Tham.”

I called him once. This is the first time in the past three years that I have spoken to him without any sarcasm.

“I haven't finished thinking yet.”

He nodded. Say nothing more. Then open the door and leave. The door closed. I stood alone for a long time. The phone on the sofa still quietly lit up continuously. The caller's name changes from time to time. From mother-in-law to Tham Nghien Tri. From strange numbers to messages in groups. The news has already spread out. The people present this afternoon — two lawyers, enforcement officer, residential manager... No one is blind. No one is dumb either. The Tham family's secret surrogacy... Tomorrow at the latest, it will become the hottest topic in the local business community. This is no longer something I can control. It's not something the Tham family can stop anymore. I picked up my phone and looked at the unread messages. The first line is from Giang Niem.

“Dien Chi, quickly watch the news!!!”

Below is a link. This is an article from a local news site. Outstanding title that catches the eye:

"Shocked! The only son of a famous Tham family was actually born through surrogacy? The insider threw out a secret ten-year contract before!"

Posting time… Ten minutes ago. The stronghold of the Tham family... It's starting to collapse. I put down the phone and went to the window. Night has covered the city. Neon lights in the distance still sparkled brightly, lighting up half the sky. In a certain high-rise building... Each member of the Tham family must be frantically calling, making connections, and looking for ways to save the situation. And I'm standing here. Like an outsider. The phone vibrated again. This time it's an SMS message. The sender's name is saved as "Ba". My father hasn't contacted me for three years... He texted me again at this exact moment. The message is only one line.

“Dien Chi, go home.”

I stared at those four words for a long time. Then tears suddenly fell. One week later. I sat in the conference room of a lawyer's office. The person sitting opposite is Tham Nghien Tri. He lost a lot of weight. Deep sunken eye sockets. The chin is covered with green beard. Even the gray coat that was always so neat was now wrinkled, as if it hadn't been changed in many days. Next to him are two lawyers. Both are longtime legal advisors of Tham Thi Group.