Claire’s POV
During breakfast, Leo’s plate was first given to Lola, who steadily lifted a piece of bacon to her mouth and chewed. Everyone else at the table was watching her, including Leo and Nova.
I hated this. I didn’t know much about Lola, but she likely had her own family and friends. She was on the younger side, with most of her life still ahead of her.
The taste testing job should be mine. I was Leo’s bodyguard and his mother. If anyone should put their life on the line for him, it was me.
Ivan, sitting at the head of the table, glanced over to me like he could tell what I was thinking and wanted me to stop.
We’d already had a conversation, back in the kitchen when I had tried to get my coffee.
After Lola had stepped away, Ivan told me, “Lola volunteered on her own, and is be
