I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

''M-Miss...''

Probo was on the verge of tears. In his hand was a horse’s rein he had been forced to hold against his will.

''I’m really going to die later when Master finds out. This isn’t an authorized outing, is it?''

''That’s why I blackmailed you, oppa.''

''This is too much, seriously!''

But Leonia didn’t even scoff.

''Well, who told you to sneak rum?''

''‘Sneak’?''

Where had she learned such vulgar slang? Probo broke out in a cold sweat.

''You should just say you stole it while you’re at it.''

If Ferio had heard that word, he would’ve clutched the back of his neck and frozen up again. And Probo hadn’t even stolen the rum.

''See! You did steal it!''