Chapter 155
Varia had always been certain of one thing: there were many kinds of families in the world, and among them, the Voreotis were shockingly unconventional—and refreshingly genuine.
Their playful teasing and borderline-out-of-line jokes weren’t born from cruelty, but from deep trust and affection. That was what made them real.
To Varia, this was what a true family looked like.
Her own so-called family—a domineering father, a mother who avoided everything, and a selfish little sister—was nothing of the sort.
“...Specifically, what exactly did he say?”
Varia finally managed to swallow her fury and asked. She was morbidly curious about what kind of nonsense her father had spouted behind her back.
Ferio, who had spent the last few minutes quietly watching her keep her emotions in check, opened his mouth at last.
While Varia had been angry, Ferio had largely returned to calm. Not that he’d ever been angry, really.
Just annoyed. Disgusted, even. It was all just too absurd to take seriously.
“He made me out to be quite the villain.”
Ferio scoffed, remembering the Count of Erbanu’s indignant shrieking.
‘Why did you take my daughter?!’