Chapter 12 — The Final Flip: When I No Longer Have Patience

“So… allowance…”

“I asked, the army will give you fifty thousand.”

“Fifty thousand?!”

In Chu Minh's voice... there was no pain. But... excitement.

“So combined with the money dad left behind… we already have money!”

"If you have money, buy a big house in the city! Buy a nice car!"

“Pick up Tu Cam and force him to serve us!”

"He makes good money... let him pay off the house debt!"

Those words... were like a poisonous snake slithering through my ears.

“Mom… so… it's not okay…”

“What's wrong!”

Trieu Hong interrupted, his voice sharp as a knife.

“It's about to die, who can control it?”

“From now on, I decide this house!”

"Your dad has been stupid all his life, he's always been loyal to his comrades in everything!"

“Exchanging land for the Tu family, what do you think it is for?”

"Still secretly buying a house... do you think I don't know?"

“He even intended to leave it to his daughter-in-law!”

"Wait until he dies, I have a way to make Tu Cam let go!"

“Remember, you are my child, you must listen to me!”

The video stops. The last frame... freezes on Trieu Hong's face distorted by greed. My hands trembled. The blood in my body... became colder little by little. I used to think… she was just bitter. Just bias. Never thought... She could be this toxic. Right when my husband, my son's biological father... was about to die. What she was thinking… It wasn't a peaceful ending. It's money. Is an asset. It's a way of appropriation. And Chu Minh... The man I once called husband. When he heard those words… Did he object? There was only silence. And agree. A family… rotten to the core. This USB... Not a talisman. It's a blade. Zhou Weiguo… left me a knife. After he died... What would that mother and son do? So he used his last bit of strength… Recorded everything. Let me see clearly. Let me stay awake. Let me... no longer be soft-hearted. I turn off the video. Tighten in hand.

“Lawyer Ton.”

My voice was calm, but inside something was burning.

“Help me make an appointment with Chu Minh and his mother.”

“Tell them… I want to talk about the house in Han Lam Garden.”

Lawyer Ton looked at me. My eyes now... were no longer hesitant. Only determination remains.

"Location?"

I paused slightly.

“Han Lam Uyen.”

“Right in that house.”

Three days later, Han Lam Uyen. An apartment of more than one hundred and twenty square meters, three bedrooms, fully decorated, open to two directions, filled with light as if every corner had been carefully calculated. The furniture in the house is so complete that you almost only need to bring a suitcase to move in, and the sheets on the bed are brand new, as a perfect preparation for a life that should be happy. Zhu Weiguo took care of everything for us. It's just a pity... he didn't expect that his son would be the one to destroy everything. I arrived half an hour early, lawyer Ton was already sitting in the living room, the two of us waited silently, as if waiting for a drama to climax. At exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. Lawyer Ton went to open the door. Chu Minh and Trieu Hong walked in. As soon as they saw this apartment, their eyes immediately changed, like someone who had just discovered a treasure that should belong to them. Trieu Hong looked around, touching one thing after another, his greedy eyes clearly showing, unable to hide the jealousy that was rolling up layer by layer.

“This… is this the house he bought…” Chu Minh muttered, his voice choking between regret and ambition.

“If I knew I would have this apartment, I would still come back What is that ragged village doing? Trieu Hong slapped his thigh, his voice full of regret, as if he had missed a lifetime of glory.

They went from room to room, completely treating me like I didn't exist. I didn't say anything, just quietly sat and watched, letting them enjoy that short dream. It wasn't until they had finished viewing all three rooms that they returned to the living room, their faces still full of regret. Trieu Hong plopped down on the chair opposite me, calmly like the host.

“Say it, Tu Cam.”

“Calling us here today… is a good idea, right?”

"This house was bought by my husband, of course my son must have half."

“You want to swallow alone? There is no door!”

She thought she had the upper hand. I thought I would bargain for this house. I laughed.

“Trieu Hong, have you ever wondered… where you are standing?”

I pushed a copy of the inheritance contract towards her.

“Look closely.”

“Ninety-nine percent… is mine.”

“Your son… is only one percent.”

“And full authority…is in my hands.”

Trieu Hong just glanced at it and shouted.

“No way! This is fake!”

“That old man… how dare you do that!”

Chu Minh bent down to take a closer look, his hands visibly shaking.