Chapter Two: Help
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Ignoring the stares and the growing sense of humiliation, Thea Blues followed Jendry Grovers as he walked out of the elevator. She could feel the eyes of his top management team on her, but she pushed forward, determined.
As they reached the end of the hallway, Thea grabbed Jendry’s sleeve, her grip tight and urgent. “Jendry, please, you have to help me.”
Jendry stopped, clearly irritated. “Thea, this is highly inappropriate. What’s going on?”
Tears welled up in Thea’s eyes as she took a deep breath. “It’s my family. We’re on the brink of bankruptcy. The situation is dire, and I don’t know what to do.”
Jendry’s brow furrowed. “I’m not sure how this concerns me.”
“Think about it,” Thea said, her voice trembling. “We’ve known each other for years. Our families have always been close. I need you to step in and help us. Without assistance, we’re going to lose everything.”
Jendry’s expression remained skeptical. “And why should I get involved? You’re asking a lot, Thea.”
“Because you’re my last hope,” Thea pleaded. “My mother’s ultimatum is real. If we don’t get help now, there won’t be a way out. I wouldn’t be here if I had any other options.”
Jendry looked at her, the tension in his face palpable. “I understand you’re in a tough spot, but you can’t just barge in here and expect me to drop everything.”
“Please,” Thea begged, her voice breaking. “I’m asking you not just as a businessperson, but as someone who knows how much this means to me and my family. We’ve always been connected. I’m asking for your compassion.”
Jendry’s gaze softened slightly, though he remained guarded. “Alright, I’ll hear you out. But this better be urgent, and you need to explain everything clearly.”
“Thank you,” Thea said, relief flooding her. “I promise I’ll explain everything. Just please, don’t turn me away.”
As they walked into a nearby conference room, Thea knew this was her chance to make Jendry understand the gravity of her situation. She had to make him see that her plea was not just a desperate cry but a genuine call for help.
Inside the conference room, Thea Blues tried to steady her nerves as Jendry Grovers settled into a chair across from her. She could feel the weight of the moment, hoping this conversation would turn things around.
Jendry leaned back, his gaze cold. “Alright, Thea. Tell me exactly what’s going on.”
Thea took a deep breath, her voice wavering. “My family is facing bankruptcy. We’re about to lose everything. I’m asking for your help because I don’t have anyone else to turn to.”
Jendry’s face remained impassive. “I’m sorry to hear that, but I’m not familiar with your family’s situation.”
“What do you mean?” Thea asked, her voice rising with disbelief. “You know my family. We’ve had connections for years. I’m asking for a favor because of our long-standing relationship.”
Jendry’s tone was firm and unyielding. “I’m afraid I don’t recall any personal ties between us. You mentioned you’re his wife—”
Thea interrupted, her eyes wide with shock. “Yes, I am. But you know we’ve been close for a long time. I’m asking you to help me.”
“I don’t see how that’s relevant,” Jendry replied coolly. “My decision doesn’t change based on personal connections.”
The words hit Thea like a physical blow. “Are you saying you won’t help us at all?”
“I am,” Jendry said, his tone unfeeling. “I don’t have any obligation to intervene in your family’s financial troubles.”
Thea’s heart sank. She struggled to hold back tears, feeling utterly crushed. “But we’ve been—”
“Sorry, Thea,” Jendry cut in. “This is not something I can involve myself in.”
With that, Jendry stood up, signaling the end of the meeting. Thea sat there, feeling a deep sense of humiliation and despair.
When she finally left the conference room, she found herself back in the lobby, surrounded by curious onlookers. Their whispers and stares made her feel exposed and defeated. Thea stood alone, her shoulders slumped, overwhelmed by the weight of her failed plea.
As Thea Blues stood in the lobby, Jendry Grovers approached his car, his stride purposeful. Thea, her heart pounding, rushed after him, reaching out to grab his sleeve once more.
“Jendry, please!” she begged, her voice cracking. “I’ll do anything. Just help me save my family.”
Jendry turned, his face a mask of indifference as he methodically removed her hand from his sleeve. “Thea, you’ve made a scene. I don’t appreciate being harassed.”
“Don’t do this,” Thea pleaded. “I’m asking you to help us. We’re desperate.”
Jendry’s eyes narrowed, his tone harsh and unyielding. “Desperation doesn’t change anything. You don’t understand what’s really at stake here.”
“What do you mean?” Thea asked, confusion and fear mixing in her voice.
Jendry’s expression grew colder. “The truth is, I’ve orchestrated the Hecters' downfall. It was a response to the forced marriage your family imposed on me.”
Thea’s eyes widened in shock. “You did what? But why? What does this have to do with my family?”
Jendry’s voice was sharp. “I never wanted that marriage. It was a punishment, a way to make your family pay for forcing me into something I never agreed to.”
“But that was years ago!” Thea exclaimed. “Why take it out on us now?”
Jendry’s gaze was icy. “The consequences of your family’s actions were never forgotten. Your family caused me enough suffering, and now it’s time for retribution.”
Thea’s face turned pale, her hands trembling. “You’re saying you’ve been destroying us out of revenge?”
“That’s right,” Jendry said, his tone final. “I don’t owe you or your family anything. This is the result of your own actions.”
Thea felt a wave of despair and anger wash over her. “You’re cruel, Jendry. You’re tearing my family apart.”
Jendry’s expression remained unmoved. “Goodbye, Thea. I suggest you find another way to deal with your problems.”
As Jendry got into his car and drove away, Thea stood there, stunned and heartbroken. The weight of his words hung heavily on her, and she was left alone, grappling with the harsh reality of her family’s fate.
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