Chapter 8 — The day I signed the divorce petition, I won the bid for a 30 billion VND project

It only took three seconds... I discovered the problem. The position of the load-bearing column on that design is completely wrong. Not a small detail wrong. Which is an extremely serious mistake. If the construction is done according to that drawing, the building will start having problems as soon as it reaches the eighth floor. At that point... The price to pay won't just be money. But also human life. I looked at the design for a long time, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, hesitating whether to remind her or not. Three seconds later... I slowly withdrew my hand. It's not that I'm cruel. But I understand Luc Tu Hanh too well. Even if I remind him, he won't believe it. He will only think that I am jealous of Khuong Niem. Wanting to destroy the relationship between two people. Want to take revenge on him. I'd rather not say anything. There are falls... Only when you fall and hurt yourself will you regret it. I turned off the website and continued editing the design. The preliminary plan of the Van Gian project has been approved, but there are still many details that need to be completed. It is a project worth 30 billion yuan. Every detail... No mistakes are allowed. At two o'clock in the morning, my eyes were so tired that I could barely keep them open, so I turned off the computer and went to bed. As I was about to fall asleep, my phone suddenly vibrated. It's a message from Luc Tu Hanh.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you just now. It's been thoroughly investigated. It's a system flaw."

I looked at the screen for three seconds. Then put the phone on the nightstand. No reply. I turned around and closed my eyes. In the quiet darkness, I only heard my own heartbeat. No more ripples. On the twelfth day after the divorce, Luc's mother called again. This time, she did not call my personal phone. But call directly to the company's landline number. The young receptionist ran in in panic and reported:

“Miss Tham, there is a lady who wants to see you.”

Perhaps she had never met that type of person before, so her voice was still a bit tense.

“Move the phone in here.”

I calmly replied. As soon as the phone was connected, Luc's mother's stressed voice came through.

"Tham Nghien Thanh, since when did you dare to open a company? Who allowed you to open a company?"

Who allows it? I almost burst out laughing. My voice is still calm.

"I'm twenty-eight years old. Opening a company is my right, I don't need anyone's permission."

Clearly she didn't expect me to dare to respond.

"You're trying to provoke me, right? You're divorced, so you want to prove yourself? Tham Nghien Thanh, I'm telling you, no matter how much you struggle, it won't change the fact that you're the one who came out of the Luc family!"

“I never wanted to change that fact.”

I calmly replied.

“I just want to live my own life.”

“Your life?”

She smirked.

"What are you planning to live on? Relying on that tattered company? Tham Nghien Thanh, I advise you to know your identity. Your so-called designs are, frankly, just copied from others. Don't think that winning a few projects can change your life."

I took a deep breath. These words... I had heard them three years ago. At that time, I sat in the living room of the Luc family, wearing a light-colored dress chosen by her, holding the cup of tea she brewed and quietly listening to each sentence fall one by one.

“Tham Nghien Thanh, if you marry into the Luc family, you must follow the family's rules Green."

“What did you study architecture for? Women just need to stay home to take care of their husbands and teach their children."

“Don't even think about going out to work. Letting others know is just a joke."

Each of those words... I remember them very clearly. It's not because I can't forget. It's because... There are words that cut people's hearts, no matter how much time passes, they will leave scars. Not to hold on to hatred forever. But to always remember why we have to become strong. I calmly spoke up.

“Are you done talking yet?”

“If I'm done talking, I still have to work. Oh right..." I paused for a moment and then leisurely continued: "Your son's company's East area renovation project, it's best to let someone check from the beginning. There are some people... whose abilities are probably not as good as you think."

Having finished speaking, I hung up the phone. Fingertips tremble slightly. Not out of fear. It's the body's natural reaction after trying to suppress anger. I took a sip of water, took a few deep breaths to regain composure, and continued working. At three o'clock in the afternoon, assistant Tieu Chu knocked on the door and walked in. Her expression was a bit strange.

“Miss Tham, someone wants to see you.”

“She said her name was Khuong Niem.”

I put down the pen, leaned back in the chair and looked at Tieu Chu.

“Invite her in.”

When Khuong Niem entered the room, even I had to admit... She was really beautiful.