Chapter 20 — The Husband's Secret

“So Yuanyuan could have her traces stolen by you.”“My name could be written by you.”“My daughter could become a report.”The coordinator invited us into the room. Lawyer Trinh did not let the conversation go emotionally. She laid out the hospital's refusal statement, the police station report, the late-night opening record, the third page of the letter, the psychological evaluation report, and this fake signature one by one on the table. Each copy lies quietly on the table. But each version seems to be speaking for Vien Vien. After the coordinator finished watching, his face was very serious. Tham Nghien asked to visit and take care of Vien Vien. Lawyer Trinh said, visits can be made at a third party's location, for short periods of time, under supervision. No private contact allowed. Do not take it to another place. No sampling or testing shall be conducted. Tham Nghien held it tightly. "You are her father." Lawyer Trinh said. "Because you are the father, the risk caused by you exceeding the limit is even greater." Tham Nghien looked at me. "Diep An, do you really want to be careful of me to this extent?" I said. "That's what you taught me." The mediation session had no results. But the coordinator recorded in the minutes that Tham Nghien's side submitted documents with fake signatures. Before leaving, Tham Nghien stood at the door. He said. "I will investigate the signature matter." I looked at him. "You did not investigate the signature." "You should investigate how you gradually became the person you are today." He did not answer. Leaving the mediation center, Attorney Trinh immediately took me to that evaluation facility. It's a small company in an office building. When the receptionist heard we wanted to look up the trust documents, his face was clearly panicked. She said the person in charge is not here. Lawyer Trinh directly presented the lawyer's letter and police report receipt. "Related to the suspicion of forging the guardian's signature." "Please immediately seal the registration list that day, the camera recording and sample receipt records." The receptionist did not dare to give up anymore. Half an hour later, the person in charge came running. At first he said it was all a formal process. Lawyer Trinh pushed the signature sheet in front of him. "Have you verified the mother's ID card?" The person in charge wiped the sweat from his forehead. "At that time, the father came." "There was also an older woman." "They brought a photocopy of the household registration and the child's sample." I asked. "Is the old woman Tham Nghien's mother?" The person in charge did not dare to admit. "This must be seen on camera to know." Lawyer Trinh said. "Then extract it." In camera, my mother-in-law sat in front of the reception desk, wearing a mask. She held a pen and signed my name on the consent form. Very fast movements. It's like you've practiced before. Tham Nghien stood next to him. He didn't stop it. He just lowered his head to look at his phone. I looked at the picture, my stomach churning. This is what is called "it wasn't you who did it". He did not write it himself. But he stood there, watching someone else write my name. Lawyer Trinh asked that facility to extract the camera and stamp the confirmation. The person in charge quickly agreed. When I left the building, it was already dark. My phone rang with a strange number. I picked up the phone. On the other end of the line was Aunt Khuong's voice. She spoke very lowly. "Auntie, it's me." I immediately stopped walking. "Where are you?" She said. "I can't talk for long." "I'm at a public phone booth." "They've transferred Tieu Du to Minh Duc Hospital." "The old lady won't let me see the boy." I asked. "Are you safe?" She laughed bitterly. "There's no such thing as safety for someone like me." "Auntie, I'm sorry." aunt." I said. "Aunt Khuong, now is not the time to talk

"Are you willing to testify?" She was silent for a long time. "I'm willing." "But I'm afraid of Tieu Du." "Since he was born, I've taken care of him." "I'm afraid they won't let me see him anymore." I closed my eyes. "You testifying isn't about harming her." "It's about pulling her out of their hands." The sound of wind rang out on the other end of the line. Aunt Khuong's voice suddenly choked. "Master, I have something in my hand." "The original." The old lady's evaluation form two years ago." "And the recording of her telling the boss that Vien Vien is still young, if you take a little sample she won't be able to remember." My heart skipped a beat. "Where are you, I'll tell the lawyer and the police to go there together." She said an address. A drink shop next to the old west citadel bus station. She hastily added a sentence. "Don't let the boss know." "Now he listens to the old lady for everything." When we arrived. where Aunt Khuong sat in the back corner. Her hair was messy and her face was pale. As soon as she saw me, she stood up, holding a cement paper bag in her hand. Lawyer Trinh did not let her speak right away. Then, under the witness of the police, she opened the paper bag. Inside was the initial screening report of my mother-in-law from two years ago.