"LoriaLaura, is your foot feeling any better?"
Nancy stood up from the sofa and walked toward the dining room.
Hearing the voice, Laura Lowell realized Nancy was there too. 'And she just called me... LoriaLaura?'
Laura Lowell glanced at Aiden Shaw, then smiled and waved to Nancy. "My foot injury isn't very serious. Do you want to have breakfast with us?"
"Sure, I haven't eaten yet."
Nancy sat down in the chair across from Laura Lowell. Seeing the three breakfast spreads Aiden Shaw had prepared, a sweet smile instantly lifted the corners of her lips.
'Looks like Shaw isn't mad anymore.'
"LoriaLaura, seeing how much Shaw cares about you, I'll reluctantly stop competing with you for him. I'm handing him over to you, completely. Try not to be too touched, okay?"
Laura Lowell nodded gravely. "Yes, I'm truly touched."
'This little brat. Has she no shame, saying she'll "hand him over" to me?'
'The nerve.'
