I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

Ferio had summoned so many craftsmen that word had inevitably gotten out.

Despite their attempts to silence the gossip, it was impossible to stop the flow of information.

Just that morning, two maids had returned from the market, reporting that the entire region was talking about the new child in House Voreoti.

“How will you handle this, Your Grace?”

Ferio simply smirked.

His gaze remained fixed on the window, watching the small, round black head moving outside.

Wrapped in a thick fur coat, Leonia was wandering through the snowy garden with the maids.

Her wildly cut hair had been neatly trimmed, now tied back with a bright red ribbon.

Even from a distance, it was obvious how much her complexion had improved in just a few days.

With a beaming smile, she trotted through the snow, looking like a tiny black-furred creature.

The maids following her seemed enamored, constantly offering her things and chatting with her.

It was charming to watch her run around so boldly.