Chapter 18 — There Are Positions You Can Only Hold For Yourself

“Missing a Tran Nhien.”

“You're not dead either.”

“But I…”

“I only have him.”

I looked at her.

“So…”

“Do you have the right to rob?”

She choked. I continued talking.

“You said you only have him.”

“But just now…”

“For his own sake, he hit her.”

“For the sake of face, he was willing to push her away.”

“To avoid responsibility, the first person he suspected was also you.”

“Manh Dinh.”

“That is what you risked your life to take.”

Manh Dinh's face turned pale. Right at that moment. The banquet hall door was pushed open once again. A middle-aged man wearing a cap was being stopped outside the door by two security guards. He held up the phone and shouted loudly.

“Mr. Tran, Miss Manh.”

"Don't you two rush to bite each other."

“In my hands…”

“There is something even more shocking.”

“About the surgery three years ago…”

“Do you two want everyone to listen too?”

Three years ago, that surgery. As soon as he heard those words, Manh Dinh's face immediately lost all color. Tran Nhien's expression also stiffened at that moment. Ms. Vuong Le was still cursing, but after hearing this sentence, she immediately fell silent. Reflexively, she turned to look at Tran Kien Nghiep. Tran Kien Nghiep's face was gloomy, but a glimmer of confusion flashed in the depths of his eyes. He doesn't know. At least this matter, he did not know completely. I stood still, my palms getting cold little by little. Three years ago. It was three years ago again. Those three months, the time when I always thought Tran Nhien was studying abroad... In the end, how many things were hidden that I never knew? Outside the door, Lao Tien was still stopped by security guards, but he was not impatient. He held the phone higher, as if afraid that no one would see what he was carrying inside.

“Don't push me.”

“I didn't come here to cause trouble.”

“I only receive money for work.”

“Ms. Manh paid me and asked me to broadcast those photos and recordings.”

“But she only paid half the amount.”

“If she hadn't kept her word…”

“Then I just have to find a more sincere person to talk to.”

Manh Dinh shouted.

“Shut up.”

She rushed towards the door. But Tran Nhien grabbed her wrist.

“What else are you hiding from me?”

Manh Dinh tried his best to struggle.

“Tran Nhien, let me go.”

“He is a fraud.”

“He doesn't know anything.”

Old Tien stood outside the door and burst out laughing.

“I really don't know the grudges and resentments of you rich people.”

“But I know the medical records, I know the transfer documents, and I also know the surveillance camera footage under the apartment complex that year.”

“Do you want me to continue?”

Manh Dinh's whole body suddenly stiffened. Tran Nhien's hand holding her suddenly loosened a bit. His voice was hoarse.

“Medical records?”

My father walked to the front door and signaled the security staff not to continue pushing.

“Let him make it clear.”

Tran Kien Nghiep immediately lowered his voice.

“Mr. Giang.”

“There are still a lot of reporters outside.”

“A person with such an unknown background, do you believe it too?”

My father never looked back.

“I don't trust anyone now.”

“I only believe in evidence.”

That one sentence made Tran Kien Nghiep completely speechless. When Lao Money was brought into the banquet hall, everyone's eyes were on him. He dressed very normally. But his eyes were extremely cunning. As soon as he entered, he glanced at the big screen first, then looked at me, and finally turned to Tran Nhien.

“Mr. Tran.”

“Admired for a long time.”

Tran Nhien coldly stared at him.

“Who told you to come here?”

Old Tien shrugged.

“No one told me.”

“The internet is so noisy.”

“Of course I have to come see if I can get the remaining money.”

Manh Dinh rushed forward and tried to steal his phone. Lawyer Tham stepped forward and took a step forward.

“Don't move your hand.”

Old Tien immediately hid the phone behind his back and smiled sarcastically.

“Don't rob.”

“I'm very cowardly.”

“I always back up important items.”

Manh Dinh was so angry that he was shaking.

“You took my money.”

“You promised to only send those things to Giang Nguyet.”

Old Tien shrugged.

“You also promised.”

“After the job is done, we will pay.”

“Now things are this big.”

“I haven't got the money yet.”

“And you scolded me for being a fraud.”

“So I have to protect myself too.”

Tran Nhien's eyes became colder and colder.

“What is the surgery you talk about?”

Old Tien turned to look at Manh Dinh.

“You have to ask Ms. Manh about that.”

“Among the documents she gave me.”

“There is a file from an overseas clinic from three years ago.”

“That day and month…”

"It's also coincidental that on those days Mr. Tran said he was so busy that he couldn't receive Ms. Giang's video call."

My heart suddenly tightened. I remember that night.