Chapter 10 — The Onyx Bracelet Shatters, The Husband's Secret Is Also Revealed

Luong Man was speechless. Her lips trembled, tears continued to fall. But I was no longer interested in seeing her cry anymore. I sign to confirm the evidence registration record. When I walked out of Khai Goods Materials Company, it was almost dawn. The pale gray dawn gradually appeared at the end of the industrial park. I stood on the steps. Suddenly remembered my mother. If she were still alive, she would see that I had finally stopped being patient. Maybe she will pat my head gently.

"Duong Duong, that's right."

"People can be honest."

"But you can't expose your neck to someone else holding a knife to it."

Lawyer Dieu walked up next to me.

"Miss Tham, next time will be very busy."

"Divorce, property review, criminal records and compensation for the bracelet..."

"Everything must proceed in parallel."

I nodded.

"I'm ready."

She said again:

"And the Ha family."

"They won't let go easily."

"I know."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ton Phuong Anh's phone rang. Actually I don't want to hear it. But lawyer Dieu looked at me.

"Can hear."

"Turn on speakerphone."

I pressed the call button. Ton Phuong Anh's cry immediately rang out.

"Duong Duong, please come back here quickly."

"Your father was so angry that his chest hurt. Ha Nghien was also forced by you to not sleep all night."

I didn't speak up. She continued to cry.

"Can you kneel down and beg me?"

"Don't report anymore."

"Don't destroy Ha Nghien."

"If you insist on a divorce, we can negotiate about money."

"What do you use to negotiate?"

The other end of the line immediately went silent. Then came Ha Chinh Duc's low suppressed voice.

"Tell him to come back."

Ton Phuong Anh seems to have found support.

"Duong Duong, your father told me."

"As long as you come back and talk, the Ha family can transfer half of the ancestral house to your name."

I laughed.

"Didn't you guys mortgage that ancestral house to the bank a long time ago?"

The other end of the line fell into dead silence. Ton Phuong Anh forgot to cry. Ha Chinh Duc took a deep breath. The sound of heavy breathing rang out on the phone. A few seconds later, he spoke:

"How do you know that?"

I calmly replied:

"Because all assets related to the Ha family from last night have been placed under review."

Ha Chinh Duc can no longer maintain the superior appearance of an elder. The voice became quieter.

"Tram Duong."

"Don't forget your name is still in the Ha family's household registration book."

"There are things that if you make a big deal out loud, no one can save face."

I looked towards the sunrise that was gradually appearing at the end of the horizon.

"I've lost face for a long time now."

"From the day you let me eat fish head and fish tail."

At that moment, another voice rang out on the phone. It's Ha Nghien. Maybe he grabbed the phone.

"Tram Duong, where are you?"

"In front of the police station."

The other end of the line suddenly went silent. Ha Nghien's breath seemed to be choking.

"Did you... really call the police?"

I haven't been able to answer yet. Footsteps were heard behind. A policeman came out from inside. Serious expression.

"Miss Tham, please come inside one more time."

"We just received new evidence."

I hung up. The policeman looked at me and continued:

"Someone accused Ha Nghien began transferring assets related to her three years ago."

I followed him back to the testimony room. Just sat down. Lawyer Dieu placed the recorder on the corner of the table. The policeman gave me a pre-printed document.

"The informant requested to remain anonymous."

"But the documents they sent were very directional."

I bowed my head and looked down. The first page is a bank statement. The time written on it is three years ago. Exactly in the third month after I married Ha Nghien. The transfer account is in my name. But the receiving account was a business I had never heard of. The initial amount is not large. 300,000 yuan. But the more you flip down, the more you turn down. The number is increasing day by day. 500,000 yuan. 1.2 million yuan. 2.8 million yuan. Every money transfer has a very reasonable reason. Invest in your family. Repair costs incurred. Pay for the remainder of the wedding party. Support relatives to rotate capital. I looked at those words. The fingertips gradually become cold. Over the years. It's not like I've never noticed less and less money in my account. But Ha Nghien always has a reason. He said the cost of renovating the wedding house exceeded the estimate. He said the family's old house needed to upgrade its electrical system. He said dad's health wasn't good and didn't want me to worry. I also think he has too much pride. Don't want me to see my family's difficulties. Only now do I understand. That's not the case at all. You're using my trust. Use my concession. To serve your own calculations. Lawyer Dieu turned to the last page.

"Miss Tham, look at this receiving unit."

I followed her finger. The company name appears clearly on the paper. Duc Nhuan Consulting. The legal representative is not Ha Nghien. Nor is it Luong Khai Hang. Ha Chinh Duc. I raised my head.

"Ha Chinh Duc?"

The policeman nodded.

"This company was founded three years ago."

"Once established there is almost no actual business activity."

"But the amount of money circulating through the account is very large."

"There were quite a few amounts that were eventually transferred to the predecessor account of Khai Hang Materials."

I suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter was very soft. But the feeling of suffocation in my heart all night seemed to disappear as well. It turns out it wasn't just one person who was at fault. But the whole family. Everyone is benefiting from my share. Lawyer Dieu lowered his voice.

"This proves that the Ha family doesn't just know things."

"Most likely even directly involved in it."

"Is that enough evidence?"

"Right now it's just the initial signs."

"But combined with the personal seal, fake power of attorney, and last night's guarantee documents..."

"There is enough basis to conduct a deeper investigation."

The policeman gave me another photo. In the photo is an old document. At the end of the document is my personal seal. The signature is imitated almost perfectly. The content clearly states: Authorize Ha Nghien to handle a portion of expenses related to family assets on behalf of the family. Which left me dumbfounded. The date of signing on the document. One day before the wedding. I stared at that timeline for a long time. One day before getting married. My mother is still in the hospital. She held my hand. Asking again and again:

"Sugar Sugar."

"Have you really thought it through?"