Chapter 13 — Three Years of Patience, in exchange for the entire Co Thi Group

Co Hoai's end came faster than I imagined. I publicly disclose all evidence of his collusion with foreign financial corporations. Including the act of intentionally acquiring a business by illegal means. Disclosure of trade secrets. And a series of other illegal activities. After just one night. Co Hoai's reputation completely collapsed. The new Tham Thi and Co Thi Group sued him at the same time. The legal teams of both sides join forces. Push the whole incident to light. What awaits Co Hoai. Not just huge economic compensation. But also a long sentence for the crimes of commercial fraud and economic espionage. His way forward. Only the cold walls of the prison remained. As for On Nha. Her small company went bankrupt a long time ago. Co Thi's huge debt left her completely unable to get up. That life. Completely destroyed. Everything finally ended. A sunny afternoon. I held an official press conference. Under hundreds of flash lights. I announce two important decisions.

"The first."

“From today.”

“The former Co Thi Group will officially change its name to An Niem Group.”

It's my daughter's name. It's my name. Two names. Is the whole meaning of my life. I stopped for a moment. Then continue. I held up a file in front of all the reporters. It is a certificate of civil status change.

“My daughter.”

“Co Tu An.”

“From today we will officially change our name to...”

The whole hall immediately stirred. I looked towards the camera. The voice was calm but determined.

“From now on.”

“The girl's last name is Tham.”

“My only legal heir.”

“The only heir of the Tham family.”

The reporters below immediately exploded. The sound of questions rang out continuously. A reporter stood up. Ask loudly:

“General Shen!”

"May I ask how you evaluate your ex-husband, Co Hoai, who is about to go to prison?"

I held Tham An in my arms. Standing in the middle of bright lights. There was no resentment on his face. There is also no joy in successful revenge. Only calmness remains. I gently replied:

“It's just a name not worth remembering.”

Just one sentence. Enough to answer everything. Tuong Dung. All the people who hurt me and my mother. They will all be erased from our lives. Not worthy of being remembered. The press conference ended. Tham Quyet stood behind me. Like a most loyal knight. Help me block the crowd of reporters trying to advance. Sunlight passes through transparent glass. Gently cover Tham An's body. The baby smiled carefree and happily. Finally entering a completely new life. ________________________________________ A few years later. A spring afternoon. Gentle yellow sunshine. The wind blows just enough. On the rooftop garden of An Niem Group headquarters. I am teaching five-year-old Tham An to play chess. She has two cute little pigtails. Big, round, sparkling eyes looked at the chess board. His face was full of confusion.

“Why is the king so weak?”

“Only go one square at a time.”

“But the queen is the strongest.”

“Can go everywhere?”

I laughed. Gently pat your daughter's head. Soft hair glides across the palm of your hand.

“Because on this chess board.”

“We are the ones who make the laws play."

I hold the chess piece representing the Queen. Place it in the palm of your baby's hand. Then look straight into those clear eyes.

“You must remember carefully.”

“Never let others decide your worth.”

“Don't let anyone tell you where you should stand.”

“Who do you want to be?”

“You can become that person.”

Tham An blinked. Seems to understand. It seems like I don't fully understand. But on that little face. The light of confidence and steadfastness appeared. Something completely unlike other children of the same age. Tham Quyet wore a perfectly tailored suit. Smiling and walking forward. He gave me a stack of documents.

“General Shen.”

“The European market has been completely opened up.”

“Our first shipment has arrived at the port of Hamburg smoothly.”

I nodded. Receive documents. But his eyes still did not leave his daughter. In my eyes. Only love remains. And hope. The sufferings of the past. Injuries. The days of struggle. All have completely disappeared. I am no longer the patient Tham Niem in the Co family. She is no longer a woman who lives for revenge. I'm just Tham An's mother. A mother teaches her daughter how to become the queen of her own world. Under the sun. My smile is brighter than ever before. And happy. It's a new beginning. Belongs to me. Also belongs to my little queen.