Chapter 6 — Who Gave You the Right to Take My Home?

First—confirming the truth: The two of them, without the consent of the owner, me, arbitrarily changed the lock and occupied the apartment at 1201 Cam Hoa Uyen for many months. During that time— Causing serious damage to property. And illegal appropriation. Second—determine the legal nature: This act constitutes illegal intrusion into another person's residence. At the same time, it seriously violates my ownership and residence rights. Third—main requirements: There must be a written apology. Fees must be paid to use the house during the occupation period—calculated based on market price in the same area. The valuation from the broker is also attached. Temporarily six months. Must compensate for all damages to furniture, equipment, and personal property. This is just a preliminary list. After appraisal— There will be a final number. Must compensate for mental damage. And especially— Request Ton Tu Anh to publicly clarify the fabricated "debt" story. Sorry my parents. Stop all slander. I will pursue it to the end. No negotiation. Doesn't last long. Red stamp at the end of the text. Like an irreversible end. I texted back:

“Send it. Use both EMS and email.”

“There must be proof of receipt.”

A moment later, Tran Minh added:

“The private investigator has initial information.”

“Tun Tu Anh and Trieu Diem Diem are currently staying at a motel near the train station.”

“Conditions were pretty bad.”

“Their finances seem difficult lately.”

"Trieu Diem Diem does not have a stable job. He used to work as a salesman at several brand-name stores, but was fired because of his attitude."

"Ton Tu Anh has not worked for many years, living on unknown sources of money and possibly previous support from her parents."

“About the promissory note and how your father became ill—they are investigating further.”

I put down the phone. The corners of the lips curled slightly. Cheap motel. They've spent most of the past three years. It was this desperate situation— That pushed them to decide to take over my house. A lawyer's letter is like a stone thrown into a lake. I know there will be waves. But I didn't expect— The wave came so quickly. And in a way… It's both funny and exactly what I expected. That afternoon. A strange number called. It's my uncle—Trieu Dai Dung. The man has always been silent and weak. His voice carried a pleading tone:

"Van Van... it's my uncle..."

“The lawyer letter… we received it…”

“After all, we are all family… there is no need to go to court…”

“My aunt was suddenly confused…”

“How about… we sit down and talk…”

“Your parents are over there… we can also go and apologize…”

I interrupted. Calm voice. No emotions.

“It was written very clearly in the letter.”

“Whether they are family or not—it doesn't depend on blood lineage.”

“But look at how to be human.”

“What Ton Tu Anh and Trieu Diem Diem did…”

“It's no longer 'temporarily confused'.”

“Want to talk—okay.”

“Tell them to contact my lawyer.”

“Do as requested.”

“And my parents—”

“I don't bargain about apologies.”

“There is no negotiation.”

The other end of the line was still stuttering. I hung up. No need to hear more. Ton Tu Anh did not dare to appear. Push your husband away as a shield. But it's not soft— Then it turns dirty. That evening. My phone started to get calls a lot. One after another. Or silent. Or curse.

“Cold-blooded bastard.”

“If you have money, then turn your back on relatives.”

“Bullying the poor.”

Dirty, cheap sayings. No need to guess— I know who's behind it. I don't bother reacting. Just quietly turn on the unknown number blocking mode. These games— Just prove one thing. They panicked. The lesson is over. But Ton Tu Anh obviously did not stop there. The very next day, something even more disgusting happened. I received a call from a college friend who is also a local reporter. His voice is a bit strange:

"Lam Van, have you caused any trouble lately? I saw a hot post on a popular 'exposing people's lives' forum, specifically saying that you are rich but inhumane. As soon as you returned from abroad, you kicked your aunt and cousin out of the house, leaving them without a place to live, having to wander the streets..."

"There's also a photo of the two of them standing in front of the motel crying. Comments... exploded."

I paused for a moment. Immediately open the computer, find that article. Posted anonymously. But the content is extremely provocative. I was painted as a cold, emotionless person who had money and was oppressed. As for Ton Tu Anh and Trieu Diem Diem— Turned into two pitiful relatives, sought refuge and were chased away mercilessly. Clumsy writing style. But emotions were pushed to a very high level. Attached are a few photos of Trieu Diem Diem standing in front of the motel, his eyes red. Enough to make many people who don't know the truth feel pity. Comment section— Full of curses and moral judgments to the point of being unreadable.