Chapter 15 — Women Don't Need To Be Chosen

"That year, because of a property dispute, he forced his own brother to have a heart attack. After her father died, most of the Co family's assets fell into his hands, if he knew that she had the right to inherit that part..."

“I understand, he will spare no effort to stop it.”

I was silent for a few seconds, then gently responded.

“Then I will stop him from stopping me.”

Tham Mac looked at me, the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to smile but stopped.

“You are truly the type of person who knows no fear.”

“I'm scared, but being scared doesn't help, it's still faster to face it.”

He stood up and adjusted his sleeves.

"When needed, just say it, Dinh Huy stands behind you."

“Tham Mac.”

“Why do you help me so much?”

He stopped for a second at the door, without turning around.

“Because you deserve it.”

The door closed, the answer was the same as before, but its echo was different. It's just that right now, I don't have time to think deeper. Co Thanh Cuong has arrived. My life's chess game has now officially entered the middle game. He appeared faster than I expected, without an appointment, without an intermediary, walked directly into the Tinh Than Capital lobby, and gave his business card to the receptionist.

“Co Thanh Cuong, manager of the Co family trust fund.”

When Chu Can reported it, her face changed clearly.

“General To, are you sure you want to meet him?”

“I'll go with you.”

“No need, call the director of legal affairs, in the next room.”

When he walked in, my first feeling was familiar yet strange. His face resembled mine, but his temperament was completely different. Over fifty years old, well-groomed hair, dark blue suit, expensive tie, smile so smooth it makes others uncomfortable.

"Miss To Niem, it's a pleasure."

“Mr. Gu.”

He looked around my office, his eyes carrying a discreet assessment.

“47,000,000,000 yuan, not bad, to be able to do that at this age is really rare.”

“What are you looking for me for?”

“Frankly, I like it.” He sat down, crossed his legs, "so I'll be honest."

“I know you are my brother's daughter.”

I don't react.

"I know everything about To Cam Hoa coming to Giang Thanh, about DNA, you are a member of the Co family, I do not deny this point."

“So what's your goal?”

“Review the story.” He smiled, "after all, it's your uncle."

“No need, just say something if you have something to do.”

His smile faded a bit.

"Okay, so let's talk about it. Before he died, your father made a will."

“What will?”

“There is mention of a person, his unrecognized daughter, who if one day is found, will receive 40% of his assets.”

I kept my face the same, but in my head I had already calculated the number.

“How much assets does the Co family have now?”

“About 5,000,000,000 yuan.”

40%… equivalent to 2,000,000,000 yuan. A number enough to kill without a knife.

"But." He emphasized, looking straight at me, "There is a problem with this will."

“What's the problem?”

“First, it was created when her father was seriously ill, his civil capacity could be questioned, second…”

He stopped, his smile returned but colder than before.

“You must prove that you are truly the person with the right to receive that portion of property.”

"The will does not clearly state the name 'To Niem', it only writes 'my daughter, born to To Cam Hoa', meaning that if she wants to receive that part, she must prove two layers of identity, being both the child of To Cam Hoa and the child of the eldest son of the Co family, which The second part requires a DNA comparison with the family."

“That means we have to use the DNA of the Co family.”

“For example, me.”

He finally turned over the cards, his eyes looking at me were no longer roundabout.

"To Niem, I came today to make it clear, I can cooperate in doing tests, or I can't. It all depends on whether we reach an agreement or not."

“What deal do you want?”

“You give up your inheritance, in exchange I give you 200,000,000 yuan in cash.”

20,000,000,000 to 200,000,000. A "discount" to the point of being laughable.

“Your proposal… is quite creative.”

“But I'm not in the mood.”

His smile disappeared.

“Have you thought it through?”

“No need to think, firstly, I'm not short of money, secondly, the will is the will of the deceased, not an item for you to bargain with, thirdly…”

I stood up and looked straight at him.

"It's okay if you don't cooperate. When my father was alive, he left behind a lot of biological samples, hair, nails, medical records, all of which can be used for DNA extraction by judicial expertise. You are not the only card, not even a backup plan."

His expression changed.

“To Niem, you really look like your mother.”

“But your mother still lost in the end, she had to take you away.”

"She didn't lose, she saved my life, and then spent twenty-six years proving that she was stronger than the entire Co family."

He looked at me for a few seconds, then laughed, the kind of laugh that sent chills down people's spines.

“Do you know how you differ from your mother?”

“She fought against the whole family that year, and you…”