Chapter 12 — Women Don't Need To Be Chosen

“So you choose the company.”

"Are not." She shook her head, her eyes showing a crack for the first time, "I choose your life. They said very clearly, if you stay, you won't be able to grow up safely. I can only take you away, take you to a place where they can't find you."

“What happens after that?”

“It took me ten years to make the Su family so strong that they wouldn't dare touch it, and then another sixteen years to find me.”

Her voice lowered, carrying real emotion for the first time.

“Every day I look for my child.”

I didn't cry, I didn't react, I just sat there, quietly rearranging my entire world.

“How is the Co family now?”

"Your father passed away five years ago. There were internal disputes and weakened you a lot. You're no longer as scary as before."

“Does he know I exist?”

"Know." She looked straight at me, “but he chose the family.”

I laughed faintly, a familiar feeling chilling me. Another man who didn't choose me.

“You don't need to call me mom right away.” She stood up, her voice softening, “you need time, I understand, but there is one thing you must know.”

“From today, whoever dares to touch you, I will make them pay a thousand times more.”

She turned around, then seemed to remember something.

“And Tien Ngoc Hoa…”

"I'll handle her matters myself."

She looked at me for a second, the corners of her lips moving slightly.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to finish work. I'll stay at the Kim Lang hotel. You can meet me anytime you want."

The door closes. I sat alone in the office, my eyes fell on the DNA assessment on the table, the name To Cam Hoa lay there, as heavy as another world that had just opened. I picked up the phone and texted Chu Can a short sentence but enough to change the entire situation.

“From today, Tinh Than Capital no longer needs to hide.”

On Monday, Tien Ngoc Hoa's press conference could not take place, because all the reporters she invited, after knowing my true identity, withdrew silently. It's not that they don't want to post news, it's that they don't dare, because touching To Cam Hoa means cutting off their own way of life in the industry. Her plan collapsed before it began, but the real blow came from a place she didn't expect. The video of her standing in my office, screaming and calling me an "abandoned child", was released online. It wasn't me, it was the reporter she hired who sold it to a media account. The title hit straight into public opinion, without any mercy.

"Major shareholder Luc Thi publicly insulted her daughter-in-law as an 'abandoned child', but unexpectedly the other party was the golden To Thi."

In just two days, views exceeded 30,000,000, the entire social network exploded. The comments are completely one-sided, every sentence and every word is like a knife cutting into Tien Ngoc Hoa's reputation.

“Does this woman have a problem? She is the daughter of a hundred billion family and you call her abandoned?”

"The Luc family has destroyed their future with their own hands, they still think they are superior."

"Looking at Bach Khai Minh's face at that time was so funny, I almost fell over."

Luc Thi shares dropped 8% in just one day, investors called out, partners were confused, and the whole group fell into chaos. Luc Canh Tham called me.

“To Niem, that video…”

“Not me.”

“I know, but can you take it down, my mother is now…”

“If she did it herself, then she'll have to bear it.”

My voice is neither fast nor slow, but there is no room for negotiation.

“She spent 10,000,000 yuan investigating me and bringing in reporters came to the office to humiliate me, even intending to release the video, now it's just a result."

“But the company stock…”

“Stocks are down not because of the video, but because people no longer trust your management.”

The other side was silent.

“You should worry about what she plans to do next.”

I stopped for a beat.

"The divorce thing, have you done it yet?"

“…Not yet.”

“Then let's do it.”

I hung up. Right after that, Chu Hai personally called, his tone was different from last time, no longer half as coercive.

"General To, I was rude before. I hope to have the opportunity to meet and apologize."

“General Zhou is being polite.”

“Is it okay tomorrow at noon? The location is your choice.”

I looked out at the river in the distance, the reflected light sparkling like a chess game that had just turned.

“Okay, 12 o'clock, riverside clubhouse.”

Hanging up, I leaned back in my chair, my mind quickly piecing together the entire chessboard. Zhu Hai suddenly lowered his voice not only because of Dinh Huy's project, but also because he had seen the video and knew clearly who was behind me. The name To Cam Hoa in this world does not need explanation, just mentioning it is enough to make others reconsider their position. 1,200,000,000,000 yuan, that number is not to show off, but to redefine the rules of the game. When we meet tomorrow, what Zhu Hai will say and what conditions he will offer, there's really no need to rush to guess. Because now, the person with the right to choose is no longer him. In the afternoon, an unexpected person appeared. Bach Nhuoc Tinh.