Chapter 14 — The day I signed the divorce petition, I won the bid for a 30 billion VND project

The entire edit history of the designs, each edit clearly states the time and account of the operation. Record of the conversation between Khuong Niem and her assistant, in which she said very clearly:

"Just fix the design. When a problem occurs, blame it on the old designer."

In addition... There are three recordings. In it, Khuong Niem himself admitted to slandering me. All that evidence... Has been subjected to judicial examination. All have full legal value. Only thing... Khuong Niem still doesn't know. She continues to act on social networks. Still continuing to cry. Continuing to say that...

“I just want justice.”

Those two words... Came out from her mouth. Truly the most ironic joke in the world. Friday night. I still sat in the office, quietly watching the city glow outside the glass window. Tieu Chu knocked on the door and walked in, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand.

“Miss Tham, are you still not back?”

I received the cup of coffee.

“How are things prepared?”

“It's all done.” Tieu Chu nodded. "Tomorrow morning there will be a press conference at ten o'clock. More than thirty media agencies have all confirmed their attendance."

“What about the lawyer side?”

"The lawsuit documents have also been prepared. Once the press conference is over, they will be immediately submitted to the court."

Tieu Chu looked at me for a moment, clearly wanting to say something but hesitated.

“Just say anything.”

I took a sip of coffee.

“Miss Tham…”

She asked softly.

“Aren't you stressed?”

“Why stress?”

"Tomorrow... is the first time I officially speak out in public. Moreover, in front of so many reporters."

I was silent for a few seconds then gently put down the coffee cup.

“Tieu Chu.”

I looked at her.

“Do you know... how I've lived these past three years?”

Tieu Chu gently shook his head.

"Once I was scolded by Luc's mother once, I told myself that I just needed to be patient a little more and everything would pass. Every time Luc Tu Hanh got drunk and called Khuong Niem's name, I also told myself that I just needed to be patient a little more. Every time I was doubted, misunderstood, treated coldly, I always thought I just needed to endure a little more, then everything would be okay."

“I have been patient for three years.”

“So patient that... I myself gradually turned into a rock.”

I stopped for a moment and then slowly walked to the window.

“But now, I don't want to hold back anymore.”

“It's not because I can't stand it.”

“No longer necessary.”

Tieu Chu was silent for a long time then nodded slightly.

“Sister Tham, I will be with you tomorrow.”

Tieu Chu turned around and left the office. I still stood in front of the glass window, quietly looking at the lights reflecting on the river surface in the distance. Each strip of light followed the undulating waves, like countless stars swimming in the middle of the water. Tomorrow... Everything will change. Not because of how talented I am. The truth is finally about to come to light. The press conference was scheduled for ten o'clock the next morning. The location is the InterContinental hotel in the city center. The conference room has a capacity of three hundred people, but by nine thirty it was already full. Dozens of cameras and camcorders simultaneously pointed at the stage, and flash lights flashed continuously. I stood backstage, gently lifted the curtain and looked down at the auditorium. Amidst the crowded sea of people, I quickly recognized a few familiar faces. Several leaders Luc Thi Group's senior leaders sat in the second row, everyone's expressions were very unpredictable. Luc's mother sat right in the middle of them. She wore a dark moss green cheongsam and her face was extremely gloomy. Khuong Niem was also present. She wore an elegant white dress, her face was delicately made up, and she still maintained her gentle appearance as always. Next to her are two assistants, each holding a notebook. They are preparing to record every word I say so they can continue writing the article. As for Luc Tu Hanh... I looked around the auditorium. But I didn't see him. That surprised me a bit. But then... I quickly felt relieved. Whether he comes or not... It doesn't matter anymore.

“Miss Tham.”

Tieu Chu gently reminded behind him.

“It's time.”

I adjusted my collar, took a deep breath, and gradually walked onto the stage. The light shines directly on my face, making my eyes a bit dazzling. Immediately... The entire auditorium became silent. All eyes were on me. I stood in the middle of the podium, calmly looked around, then raised my voice.

"Hi everybody."

“I am Tham Nghien Thanh.”

"Today I held this press conference not to argue, nor to tell the story or seek pity."

“I just want to clarify a few facts.”

The audience immediately stirred. Camera noises rang out continuously.

“I want to talk about the first thing.”

“Crimes of plagiarism.”

I pressed the control button. Right behind him, a giant LED screen displayed a document board. Handover minutes when I quit my job.

“This is the handover document I signed on the day I left Luc Thi.”

I calmly explained.

“It has my signature on it.”

“It also has the recipient's signature.”

The image is enlarged. In the Recipient section, three words are clearly displayed.