I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

“I went to get a wristwatch made.”

Leonia answered like it was nothing special, and while speaking, she slid down off the sofa like water flowing down a stream.

“I asked them to make me a strap for a watch to wear on my wrist. I figured it’d be better to quietly ask Lady Hieina than to deal with the Count herself.”

“That makes sense.”

Ferio nodded in agreement.

The idea of wearing a watch on the wrist was clever—commercially valuable, too.

Choosing not to hand over something that precious to people like the Count and Countess of Hieina had been the right call.

Lady Hieina, stalker record and all, was still the safer option. At least she wouldn’t go blabbing, since she already had things to answer for.

“I don’t like those people.”

Leonia fiddled with Ferio’s fingers as she spoke.

“Calling your own daughter useless is a terrible thing.”

“They said that?”