Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 55

When Simon walked back into the room, there was Quinn, already dressed up

and ready to kick off her livestream. She hadn't even bothered with the orchard today. Why would she? It was out in the sticks, there was no air conditioning, and the mosquitoes were relentless at night. So, she always did her livestreams from the swankiest room in the guesthouse.

As soon as Simon walked in, Quinn shot him a question, "Hey Simon, have you seen my sister? Word is the apple growers are bailing on her because her prices are sky-high. She's got over twenty thousand orders stuck. If those get canceled, it could really mess with the Ferguson Corporation, right?"

Simon was a bit annoyed and replied, "She only took on the Ashford project to get back at you. If she's in over her head now, that's on her. She should've known better."

Quinn was already in front of the camera, though her livestream hadn't kicked off yet.

"Do you think Uncle Dylan might fire her over this?" she asked.

really have a clue about that. It bugged him that Dylan and Clara were staying right across the hall from each other. Out of all the fancy suites, why did Dylan pick the one directly

of Clara. If it had been someone else, would he have let

part this time. If you try to patch things up with

down," he said. "I just took your advice to check in on her, but she wasn't even there. She probably got freaked out

tiniest setback, and she crumbles. Honestly, I wish she'd hang around a bit longer and toughen up. Otherwise, how will she get

every word Quinn said was a

almost done with your charity gig here. You just have three more days. Once we're back in the Capital, I'll get you a

"Awesome, thanks, Simon."

Clara was hustling all night. The whole village pitched in. They worked nonstop until two in the afternoon to

orders meant she sold two hundred thousand pounds