I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

“I know Olor.”

Leonia, who had been staring out the window at the blue horizon, turned her head and spoke.

The Voreoti father and daughter were on a seaside outing, just the two of them in a carriage.

The carriage was borrowed from House Rinne. The Voreoti carriages were too large and too black—they stood out too much.

Their destination was a small private beach owned by House Rinne.

Since it was private property, there were no intruders, and it even had a cozy villa.

On the way to the beach, Ferio told Leonia in detail about everything that had happened.

“Professor Ardea said so. That he’s trash who’s polluting the South.”

“Well, it’s not wrong, but Ardea actually said something like that to you?”

Ferio’s eyebrow twitched in irritation.

Lately, Leonia’s language had been getting harsher, and if it turned out that Ardea was the reason, he was going to have some serious words with him.

“So, the reason you’ve been so busy is because of Olor?”