Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Sheila's POV:

"I can't take it anymore, Sheila. We are going to lose our company. We are going to lose this project and all our reputation going to sink into the sea. There is no backing out, we are trapped." Tammy continued his wailing.

When I texted him to meet me here in the playground, he came instantly but the worried expression on his face doesn't unnoticed by me and when I asked him to tell his problem, he spilled all his worries about his company status and how they tried their best to run the company in a successful way but failed miserably.

I feel bad for him. He has been trying his best to get Mr. Brook's trust and win his heart but these all went numb. He feels sad and I feel useless hearing his waffling not able to give any sort of help. If I have one, definitely I would have helped him to get rid of his problem.

"Tammy, I know you are the best. If you try your best you will get the project, So please don't lose your hope. You can do this." I tried to comfort him but I know it won't ease his pain what he is feeling right now.

"Sheila, Mr.Brook is a well-known businessman all over the world. If he neglects our offer, we may lose all our clients and our company would get bankrupt. All my dream goes lifeless." His shoulder slumped.

He looked so pale and skinnier than before since when his return from New York.

I don't know what to say, so I preferred the silent part, sometimes it's comforting than the words speak.

We both stayed silently for what seemed to an hour but only a few minutes have passed.

Suddenly, a familiar name popped on my name. Have I heard that name clearly?

"Tammy, what is Mr. Brooks's full name?" I asked to get rid of the doubt which popped into my mind a second ago. I hope they are not the same person.

"James Brooks," he whispered the name and I heard my heartbeat pounding heavily inside my rib cage.

"Oh My God! He is Harry's father, isn’t he?" I asked, my eyes would have widened like a panda, but he only nodded his head like it does not matter to him.

"Tammy, why did not you mention this before? I could help you get this project back. I will talk about this to Harry. He will help you through this. After all, I know you will make the best CEO in the future." I get the opportunity to help him and I'm going to help if he likes or not.

I expect at least his face would light up but again he has the same dull expression on his face like he hadn't eaten anything for a month.

His eye bags were evidence that how much he had been worried about his company's situation and I want to help him so badly after knowing I have a chance on my plate to help.

"Tammy, I can do this. You should trust me." I squeezed his hand but he shook his head for the response.

"No Sheila, you can't. I don't want you to get into trouble asking about this to Harry. It's between us, not you." He replied in a raspy tone.

"What do you mean, Tammy? All the time you have known that you are dealing with Harry's father but yet you haven't decided to tell me?" I asked feeling disappointed with finding this whole situation as a mess.

My best friend doesn't have any trust in me. Then I will prove to him how wrong he was. First of all, I want to talk to Harry and clear the whole mess.

There is no doubt, he would have known all about this, but he hasn't informed me either.

"Okay, Tammy! I will see you later." I stood up from my place ready to go. He furrowed his brows and asked me a question.

"Where?”

"Ahh... I and Quinn are planned to go shopping and probably she has been waiting for me." I lied.

He won't be happy when he gets to know about me talking about his mess to Harry, So I have no option left from lying.

"Okay bye! Take care." He said unsure, the sadness enveloped his beautiful figure as ugly as ever making him look like a sick person for years.

"Hmm bye." I waved and walked towards the parking area to meet Harry.

"Hey!! Here you are. I'm looking for you!" Harry said once he reached the parking area.

"Yeah! I have been waiting for you for a long time." I giggled and he planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Okay then. Where you want to go?"

"What about our usual hanging place?" I asked remembering how he gets excited every time when we hung there. He cracked a huge smile and started the engine once we settled inside his car.

"Harry!"

"Ummm..."

"I want to ask you something," I said nervously, the atmosphere changed suddenly from cold to warm, maybe my heavy breath caused this.

"Go ahead!" His eyes solely on the road.

"Tammy is really brilliant! He wants to achieve something in his life. Why don't you give him the project?" I came to the point directly.

He glanced at me through the mirror but continued his driving not saying any words if he hadn't given me that look I would have thought he didn't hear me.

"Harry! He can do this; all he wants is a chance to prove his talents. He has been so exhausted thinking about his company's loses and I feel bad for him." I looked at him to check whether he is listening or not but he gave me a small nod to continue.

"Please tell your dad to reconsider his decision before he could handover the project to another company." I don't know from where I got the nerve to ask, but I asked because Tammy is my best friend and I will do anything for his happiness.

I looked at him expecting his answer to be harsh, instead, he twisted his lips and sped up the.

"Sheila! I have told you many times that don't talk to him but still, you are talking and now brought his problem to me." He shook his head like he was not happy with what he heard and I'm not going to give up easily.

"Harry please! Don't bring your personal problem into this." I snapped angrily.

"Sheila! You know what? My dad is not the one who declined the project offer to his company, it's me." He said casually that made me look at him with open mouth.

"But why? It's not fair, Harry. You can't do this to him. The only reason you are not fond of him doesn't mean you have to mean to him." I raised both my hand in the air.

Ahh!! I wanted to pull his hair out.

"Sheila! Their company has been committed to a lot of fraudulent activities for years. His dad has been hiding more amounts from his company's profit and kept it on his account personally.

"You know what? All these amounts are considered as black money and there is no doubt, they will get arrest anytime soon for their sins." He explained further.

I can't believe this. If someone else said this news to me, I would have slapped them harder on their cheeks for spreading rumors about Tammy but with him it's-- my thoughts were interrupted when Harry stepped on the brake forcefully.

"Dammit!" He cursed and sped up the car once again.

"Harry! What’s going on? Slow down." I shrieked but he increased the speed even crossed the speed limit. He can't be angry with me over a silly conversation, does he?

"Sheila, someone is following us." He said in the calmest tone.

"What!" I shrieked and looked back where I could able to see a black car and I noticed we were not on our way to the park.

"Harry! where are we going!" Anxiety started to eat my nerve.

"Calm down Sheila! I am trying to make them lose their track." He then dialed someone numbers and the person picked the call in a second ring.

"Kevin! Someone is stalking us... I don't know exactly where we are... Track my GPS and try to find us." He then disconnected the call and focused his driving.

"Harr---" Sweat engulfed his whole body where his facial expressions changed a bit like he was controlling himself then he let out a loud scream taking me off guard. He covered his ears with his hands and shut his eyes tightly.

"Harry!" I grabbed his shoulders and shook him but his screaming was continued and the car was going in its own way like it has its own legs.

"Sheila!!!" He shouted when the car was about to collide with a big tree. He unbuckled his seat belt and hovered over me to protect, not giving any time to react.

I shut my eyes tightly, my brain refused to function and I heard a heavy thud, it all happened in a blink of an eye.

After a while, everything stopped even my spinning head. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes just to welcome by the pool of blood, the mixture of his and mine.

The pieces of glasses were shattered all over the car and I felt the sharp pain is erupting through my left shoulder which was almost trapped between the car and a tree but I didn't feel any pain.

My vision blurred because of the blood loss and I doubt I will survive. My gaze wandered inside the car eager to see him once last time before I close my eyes and I saw him lying unconsciously covered nothing but the pool of his own blood and I blacked out.

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