Lena sat on a chair inside the tent, her leg stretched out. It was inflamed and couldn't bend, so she needed to get back to the guesthouse to apply medicine.
As she listened to the representative, her fingertips brushed over her wound. A small stone was embedded in her knee, its sharp edges causing discomfort. Her face was pale—she had been in the rain all night and now had a slight fever.
The representative didn't dare to meet her eyes.
Lena knew this person was in cahoots with the farmers.
She had over 20,000 orders now. If all of them were canceled, it wouldn't just affect her—it would also impact the livestream company, which was under the Reid Group. Indirectly, it would affect them too, and all the blame would fall on her.
Leah's move to cut off her supply was ruthless. No wonde
