I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

Varia liked Ferio’s black hair. And she also liked Leonia’s black hair, which resembled his perfectly.

Therefore, the Wrongdoing Necklace carried a deeper message from the mother — never mock the traits you share with family.

Leonia silently fastened the necklace around her neck.

“Sit here.”

Ferio, who had been watching, pointed to a chair that had already been prepared.

Leonia’s expression stiffened the moment she saw it.

“It’s way too small!”

The chair Ferio had prepared was a relic from her childhood — a nostalgic item from when she was younger.

“This is humiliating!”

“Exactly why it’s a punishment.”

“At least use a bigger chair!”

The baby beast barked and whined. She grumbled that sitting in such a puny chair would ruin her precious back and hips.