Chapter 8 — When he returned, the house had been transferred to someone else's name

It's the gray darkness that he uses to avoid risks and hide assets. What I need to do... Is to bring that entire hidden corner into the light. I called a lawyer in the country. At the same time, send him a screenshot of Chu Minh's threatening email.

“Lawyer Truong.”

“I changed my mind.”

“I want to sue him.”

“Not a civil lawsuit.”

“It's criminal.”

“I want to take charges of financial fraud and blackmail threats to put him in jail.”

The other end of the line was silent for a moment.

“Currently the evidence of extortion is still relatively weak.”

“But the fact that he falsified cash flow records to cheat on loans is solid evidence.”

“As long as the bank reports, the possibility of prosecution is almost one hundred percent.”

There was no hesitation in my voice.

“So let's start with that.”

“What do I need to do?”

“You need a fulcrum strong enough to lift this up.”

Lawyer Truong said.

“The best way is for the bank to proactively investigate.”

“If you want the bank to investigate, you need a whistleblower who is enough to make them take you seriously.”

The whistleblower... Bach Vy's angry face immediately appeared in my mind. A perfect whistleblower. Deliver it to your door yourself. I pulled Bach Vy off the blacklist. Then send her a message.

“Your uncle is working as Deputy Director of the bank, right?”

The message was sent in less than a minute. Bach Vy's phone called. The voice was full of caution and tension.

“What do you mean?”

“What do you want to do?”

“Don't want to do anything.”

I leaned back in the chair in the cafe, looking at the traffic outside the window.

“Just wanted to discuss a deal with you.”

“You and I have nothing to say!”

"Really?"

I smiled softly.

“She helped Chu Minh falsify cash flow records to get a loan.”

“Your uncle closes one eye and opens the other.”

“There is even the possibility of directly participating in processing.”

“If this becomes known to the bank's internal inspection department or the financial supervision agency…”

"Can you guess if your uncle's position as Deputy Director can still hold?"

“You... you talk nonsense!”

“I don't understand what you're talking about!”

Bach Vy's voice began to tremble. My voice was cold.

“Stop pretending.”

“Chu Minh told me everything.”

“At his most proud, he used to view his relationships and tricks as trophies to brag about.”

“You even told me everything about how you two coordinated operations.”

"Of course."

“You can bet that I'm lying to you.”

“But in my hand I still have a few photos of the chat he sent.”

“Even though it's not enough for legal evidence.”

“But if it is attached to the denunciation sent to the inspection department of the bank headquarters…”

“I think it will be enough to get them interested.”

The other end of the line immediately fell silent. Dead silence. I heard her rapid breathing. She's scared. Compared to losing Chu Minh, it was like a long-term meal ticket. What she was more afraid of was ruining her uncle's future. Destroying the family's biggest support.

“What... what do you really want?”

Bach Vy's voice began to choke.

“Very simple.”

I replied slowly.

“I want you to report with your real identity.”

"Accused Chu Minh of colluding with you to defraud you of borrowing money from your uncle's bank."

Bach Vy immediately shouted.

“Are you crazy?!”

“That's not me also...”

“You will be okay.”

I interrupted her.

“You are the one being forced.”

“A person whose reason is clouded by love.”

“The victim came forward to report after discovering she had been deceived.”

“I will let my lawyer assist you.”

"He will guide you on how to present and how to write documents to completely separate yourself from the incident."

“Not only are you innocent.”

“But also a person of merit.”

I drew her a script. A scenario that can take revenge on Chu Minh. Just protect yourself.

“And I…”

“I just need Chu Minh to receive the punishment he deserves.”

“...Why should I believe you?”

Bach Vy is still hesitant.

“You have no choice.”

My voice was cold as ice.

“Or become a person who makes atonement for his sins.”

“Or I make the whole thing public.”

“At that time, you, your uncle and Chu Minh will end your life together.”

“You choose yourself.”

I hung up. I know she will make the right choice. Because avoiding harm and benefit is human instinct. Especially a selfish person like Bach Vy. Half an hour later. She sent a text message.

“What should I do?”