I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

How grotesque that smile was.

Varia unearthed a memory she hadn’t recalled in a long time.

'A disgrace to the family that hinders our great cause.'

The last person she had seen in her first life—one that ended in death—had been Remus.

'Dispose of her like a family heirloom.'

Just before killing her with a ceremonial dagger passed down from Count Erbanu, Remus had said those very words while smiling.

'Your death will be handled as a mere case of running away. People love stories about rebellious daughters who dream of freedom.'

The raised dagger shimmered in the faint moonlight, and the reflection of Remus on its blade had worn the same revolting smile he had now.

Perhaps it was because she had lived so many happy days with her beloved husband and child...

Having forgotten those horrific moments of her past, Varia now came to another realization.

‘That thing’ wasn’t just good at hiding its monstrous nature behind a charming mask.

He manipulated people’s hearts with unnerving skill, and when they were no longer useful, he discarded them. There were many ways he did it.