Selected as the New Stepmother (Completed Main Story)

I was conned.

By a ten-year-old child, no less.

Moved by a child’s plea for a mother, I had merely kept him company a few times.

Oh, and played with him a bit.

And bought him meals.

Thinking back, I had even tutored him.

My grown-up and admirable behavior made me seem quite the guardian.

I was fooled by the child’s innocent words about being lonely until I was trapped in the Duke’s residence.

Ascal tapped his fingers on the round table, contemplating.

Realizing that for the ideal heir of the Duke’s family, Rubellion, to transform, she needed to be by his side.

The only person who could tame the wild, leopard-like Rubellion into a docile cat was the Viscountess herself.

“Employing her as a governess seems the best approach.”

The question was whether Schmidt was interested.

“How about we play on the aunt’s sense of responsibility and guilt?”

Rubellion pointed at the seventh plan at the bottom of the document.

“You have more weaknesses of the aunt than I thought.”

The Duke, the secretary, and the butler gathered their heads over the plan, adding their comments to the crafty and meticulous plan of this ten-year-old.

“Your Highness, you are truly remarkable.”

“I didn’t raise you to be like this.”

“Well, I’ll do as instructed.”