Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 40

"No worries, you two keep sorting through those addresses."

A few hours earlier, even the driver got roped into the task. Addison had to stick around.

Armed with a flashlight, Clara continued answering questions from her online audience.

"It's pitch dark out here since we're up in the mountains, quite a trek from the nearest town. I won't be heading back tonight; I'm planning on live-streaming all night. With this heavy rain, the harvest window is shrinking. The apples can't wait, so thank you all for your orders. The farmers will be packing and shipping them out tomorrow."

The rain pounded down relentlessly, and folks in the live chat were worried about her safety, urging her not to wander too far.

Clara had been walking for half an hour, her voice calm and steady. "The orchard's massive, and the weather's not great, so I won't go any further."

Just after she said that, she tripped and took a tumble, dropping her phone. Her knee got scraped, and her palms were cut by the sharp stones, sending a jolt of pain through her.

But she brushed it off, quickly picking up her phone and giving it a quick wipe. Thankfully, the phone was fine, and viewers were urging her to head back.

heading

knee, causing her to limp, but her tone remained

sweet, so you can confidently place your orders. Plus, this

the fall, and her hair was soaked, yet she still looked stunning on camera.

wearing any

career in the limelight. You'd probably earn more than from helping

relatives near South Ashford. I'll snag a hundred pounds; they'll have

as that comment hit, even

have family near South Ashford too.

folks. I've already ordered a hundred pounds each for my aunts, uncles, and grandmas. Money's no issue.

that, more orders

the rain off her cheek and

deeper, making her face go pale. But she bit her lip

kept the live stream going all night, alternating between munching on

fell asleep beside Clara. When she woke up, it was already ten in the morning, and Clara's voice