Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 45

Another guy had fallen head over heels for her charms. Clara rolled her eyes internally. Quinn was truly indiscriminate and always flaunted her allure.

Despite the throbbing ache in her knee, Clara pressed on. "Let's set aside my personal beef with Quinn for a sec. I want to talk about how you're handling the risks here. South Ashford's apples have always been a big deal. They go for six bucks a pound in city supermarkets. Usually, you guys sell directly to merchants. Now, you're diving into online sales without filtering addresses. What happens when someone gets a batch of rotten apples and starts badmouthing South Ashford's produce? That's not a good look for the future. I'm genuinely here to help the farmers; this is my first gig with Ferguson Corporation. So, I’d advise you not to get caught up in short-term profits."

The liaison smirked, almost amused. "No need for you to worry. Ms. Quinn has already worked out a preservation method."

Clara couldn't help but chuckle. "Quinn's trip to South Ashford is all about her own short-term gains. She couldn’t care less about the reputation of South Ashford apples. It’s all about polishing the Bradford family name and snagging government perks for their upcoming tourism projects. Once her livestream ends, she won't give a hoot about your future."

"You're just bad-mouthing Ms. Quinn! She's incredibly kind," the liaison shot back.

Clara's lips twitched into a slight smile. "I've said my piece. It's your call now."