Chapter 11 — The Wedding Was Broadcast Live, I Came Back To Life From The Coffin

And why three years ago... Can he still continue to manipulate everything? I stared at the photo. My spine gradually turned cold. The phone suddenly rang. It's a strange number. I pressed the listen button. On the other end of the line came a man's low voice.

“Mian Mien, long time no see.”

I tightened my grip on the phone.

“Luc Hanh?”

He laughed.

“You are as smart as your mother.”

I said nothing. He continued.

“The wedding livestream was very special.”

“Your father raised a good daughter.”

“You're still alive.”

“To be more precise… I never disappeared.”

At that moment, I understood. That anonymous email was not sent by mistake. An invitation card. I walked to the ground-level glass door. Downstairs, traffic flows endlessly. The city is still bustling as usual. No one knows... An old demon has just come back to life through this phone call.

“My mother's accident... was it your fault?”

He sighed softly. The tone even carries some nostalgia.

“An Ninh is too stubborn.”

“If she would give me the technology, we could have changed the world.”

It's my mother's family name. My stomach churned violently. There are people who... After killing someone, they still show regret. As if I wasn't so cruel. But the dead are too ignorant.

“You called me... to turn yourself in?”

The laughter in Luc Hanh's voice became even stronger.

“I called to invite you to cooperate.”

“Tham Ky Bach is done.”

“The Hua Group is also done.”

“Ngoc Hanh needs a market.”

“We have the entire overseas distribution channel in our hands.”

“Mian Mien, what your mother hasn't finished yet... we can finish it together.”

“And then what?”

I asked calmly.

“Let me push me out of the car again?”

“You are more fit to live than your mother.”

Luc Hanh said slowly.

“Because... you're cruel enough.”

At this point... I finally understand. He wasn't afraid of me at all. On the contrary... He still enjoys me very much. In his eyes. I am not the victim's daughter. It's a sharp enough blade. A blade... Could be grabbed by him at any time. I slowly spoke up.

“Luc Hanh, do you know why my mother never cooperates with you?”

He was silent.

“Because my mother researches medicine to save people.”

“And you research medicine... to decide who deserves to live.”

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds.

“Mien Mien.”

“Idealism cannot save a company.”

“But it may decide… I will never become the kind of person you are.”

I hung up. The secretary knocked on the door and walked in, looking extremely serious.

"General Director Hua, just received the news that foreign media simultaneously reported that Ngoc Hanh's core patent is suspected of copyright infringement. Some partners have requested to temporarily stop signing contracts."

I looked out the window. The corner of the lips, on the contrary, curled slightly. Luc Hanh's movements... Faster than I thought. He's telling me. Tham Ky Bach... Just an appetizer. The real chess game... Now officially begins. At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, Ngoc Hanh's official website was attacked. At 8:15 a.m., three companies specializing in directing public opinion simultaneously joined in. The online topic from "Hua Tri Mien's revenge" quickly changed to "Hua Tri Mien's revenge". Tri Mien stole her mother's research results." At 8:40 a.m., Hua Minh Chau through the lawyer at the detention center published a statement, affirming that I had been jealous of her since I was a child, and at the same time claiming that all the evidence was intentionally cut and assembled. At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, an old video of me was posted online. In the video, I sit on a white nursing home hospital bed. Messy hair. Empty eyes. Constantly repeating in front of the camera:

“I killed my father.”

“I killed my mother.”

“I deserve to die.”

That video... Has great damage. It was the first time netizens saw Hua Tri Mien like that. Like... Really went crazy. Some people began to waver.

“Maybe she really had psychological problems that year?”

"If you take revenge, you may not be completely innocent."

"Rich people... no one is clean."

The secretary was so impatient that he couldn't sit still.

“General Manager Hua, should we immediately issue an announcement?”

I watched the entire video. The finger stopped on the pause button. Three years ago... It was the second day I was locked up in the sanatorium. They didn't let me drink water. Don't let me sleep. Use a powerful light to shine directly into my eyes.