Chapter 6 — The 20,000,000 Yuan Villa and the Tham Family's Secret

The enforcement officer probably felt that this was within the scope of a family dispute so he did not follow and just stayed in the living room. I went up to the second floor. Go along the hallway to the end and stop in front of the office door. The door is closed. On the door there is also the word "Phuc" written on it from last year's Tet. The red paper has faded and the corners of the paper are also curled up. I reached out and pushed the door. The scene inside made the mother-in-law behind her take a sharp breath of cold air. Because this room... No longer looked like an office at all. The bookshelf on one wall is now filled with all kinds of cardboard boxes and miscellaneous items. On the desk are piles of out-of-season blankets. In the corner were two old air purifiers. There were also several black trash bags lying around on the floor, no one knew what was inside. Is this what the room looked like after I left? This is what this room looked like during the three years I lived here. Mother-in-law turned this place into a storage room. She stuffed here all the things she bought but didn't want to keep at her house. My books. My drawing. The designs I stayed up all night to create... All were pushed into a corner, covered in dust.

“Are your things in this pile of trash?”

The mother-in-law's voice was full of impatience.

“Search for yourself, then get out quickly.”

I didn't pay attention to her. Just go straight to the deepest wall in the room. Originally this was a complete wall of built-in bookshelves, but now it is almost completely blocked by several large cardboard boxes. I started moving boxes. One by one they were removed. Dust floated in the sunlight, forcing her mother-in-law to constantly step back.

“What are you looking for anyway?”

Her voice began to rise, mixed with a barely perceptible hint of panic. I don't answer. Still continuing to move things. When only the last two boxes remained... My mother-in-law suddenly rushed forward to stop me.

"Okay, okay! Is there anything worth money in here?"

"Look, the whole room is so dusty and dirty! If you want to find something, let the management find it for you. Don't stand here and waste time!"

I looked at her. These three years... This was the first time I stood so close and looked straight into her eyes. And I saw it. Seeing deep in those eyes... Is fear. She is really scared.

“Aunt Trinh.”

I spoke softly.

“You know what I'm looking for, right?”

Her face immediately changed clearly to the naked eye.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Stop pretending to be a god and a ghost here—"

Her voice became harsh, reaching out to tug on my arm.

"Get out of here! This house has nothing to do with you anymore! You have no right to stand here!"

I pushed her hand away. Then bend down... Move the last box. The lower part of the wall was immediately exposed. Among the dusty wooden boards of the bookshelf, there is a panel of slightly different color than the surrounding. The edge also has a few extremely small scratch marks. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to detect it at all. The moment my hand was placed on that panel... My mother-in-law went completely crazy.

"Co Dien Chi! You dare!"

She screamed and rushed forward. The high heel got twisted but she didn't pay any attention, her whole body almost fell to the ground.

"Stop me! Where are you? Quickly pull her out!"

The two lawyers were stunned by this sudden situation, standing at the door not knowing what to do. Enforcement officer downstairs Heard the movement and quickly ran up. But my hand was already pressing down on the other panel. A secret compartment opened. All eyes in the room simultaneously turned towards that direction. Inside is a file bag made of dark brown vellum. The mouth of the bag is sealed with wax and stored extremely carefully. I reached out and took out my file bag. The mother-in-law's face was as white as paper.

“What is that?”

An enforcement officer frowned and asked. I turned around, holding the file bag in my hand, looking at my mother-in-law's face that had lost all blood.

“This question…”

“Better ask Aunt Trinh.”

I smiled faintly.

“Maybe she knows what's inside better than I do.”