Chapter 8 — The 20,000,000 Yuan Villa and the Tham Family's Secret

For the past three years, I have been ordered around by her like a resident. Being treated like a free nanny. Being dragged around to parties to brag that "this is the good daughter-in-law of the Tham family". Being teased by her standing in front of outsiders:

"If someone from an ordinary background like you marries into the Tham family, she will climb high."

I have never argued back. Because I'm always waiting.。 I'm always waiting. Waiting for this right moment.

“Aunt Trinh.”

I squatted down and placed the contract in front of her.

“Do you remember three years ago, in this very room, what you said to me?”

Her whole body trembled.

“Auntie said that a woman with a background like mine…”

“Even giving birth to a child for the Tham family is not worthy.”

I slowly repeat every sentence and every word she said that year.

"Auntie said the Tham family's bloodline was noble."

“You can't let someone like me get pregnant.”

I looked straight at her.

“Now I really want to ask you a question.”

“The bloodline of the Tham family…”

“Just how noble is it?”

The mother-in-law's lips trembled violently. Can't even say a word. Behind her, two lawyers began texting frantically. The enforcement officers looked at each other in confusion. The residential manager didn't know when he had gone upstairs, standing at the top of the stairs trying to stretch his neck to look inside. Everyone heard it. Everyone sees it. The biggest secret of the Tham family... Just like that, it was exposed to the sun. I put the contract and photo back into my file bag and stood up.

“I'll take this away.”

“From now on, how do the Tham family want to handle…”

“It's your business.”

I turned around and walked out the door. As I passed by the two lawyers, one suddenly called me over. His voice carried some reserve.

“This contract… where did you get it from?”

I stopped walking. Turn your head to look at him.

“What do you think?”

The lawyer paused. The next second his expression immediately changed. He understands. This contract... was hidden by the Tham family in this room. Maybe Trinh Nguyet Hoa felt that it was not safe to keep it in her old house so she moved here. It's also possible that Tham Sung Minh secretly brought it from his wife. Or maybe someone else in the Tham family knew this secret and kept it silently. That person is also a member of the Tham family. But what's more terrifying than the contract... is that the Tham family's citadel has rotted from the inside. As I walked down the stairs, I heard the almost broken cry of my mother-in-law behind me. She is calling Tham Nghien Tri's name. One sound after another. It's like wanting to scream down the whole villa. I pushed open the big door and walked out. The early summer sunlight fell on my face, bringing with it the smell of grass and damp soil after the rain. The file bag in hand is very light. Just a few dozen grams. But what lies inside... Enough to cause a family corporation worth tens of billions to collapse overnight. The phone vibrates. It's a message from Giang Niem.

"What's wrong? Did you get it yet?"

I answered her with one word. I turned my head to look back at the villa I lived in for three years. The door that I once closed with my own hands and then opened with my own hands... This time, I really won't go in again. The Tham family's reaction was faster than I thought. That afternoon, I received a phone call from Tham Nghien Tri. This time I didn't hang up.

“Where are you?”

His voice was hoarse, like he had smoked a lot many drugs.

“Let's meet and talk.”

"Unnecessary."

“Co Dien Chi.”

He took a deep breath, his suppressed emotions almost spilling out through the phone to me.

“That contract… you know what the consequences will be if it gets out.”

"I know."

“And yet you still—”

“Tham Nghien Tri.”

I interrupted him.

“This phone call… did you want to call, or did your mother force you to call?”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. I understand him too well. He has never proactively faced any conflicts. Even if the sky is falling now, he could only call me because he was forced by his mother.

“Your mother told you to call, right?”

Silence is the answer. I laughed softly. There was a bit of sarcasm in his laughter. Having come to this point... He is still the man who only knows how to hide behind his mother's back.

“Tell her to come find me herself.”

I said coldly.

“If she still has enough face.”