Chapter 1250: Rose Yates Punished
Rose Yates’s expression changed instantly.
"Sister, did you see it wrong? What couple’s necklace? This is just something I bought to wear for fun."
"How could I be mistaken? It’s the one around your neck. The pendant for the girl’s necklace is a star, and the boy’s is a moon, symbolizing their eternal companionship. It’s quite romantic."
Rose’s soft, pretty face turned pale. Noticing Noah Yates’s gaze, her first reaction was to cover the necklace on her neck with her hand. No matter how cunning she was, she was, after all, just a ten-year-old girl, and she suddenly felt guilty.
A trace of panic appeared on her doll-like beautiful face. Rose tightly gripped the necklace, covering it completely, and stammered, "Sister... you must have seen it wrong... this necklace is just an ordinary necklace."
"Take it off and let me see." Noah Yates, who had been silent, spoke.
When he spoke, Rose’s little face went even paler, and she bit her lip tightly: "Daddy, it’s really just a normal necklace, nothing special to see."
Seeing her reaction, Noah Yates’s expression couldn’t help but darken. He reached out his hand in front of her and, with a tone no longer gentle and doting but stern, said, "I told you to take it off."
Rose’s eyes reddened instantly, and she pitifully called out, "Daddy."
"Take it off!" Noah Yates’s face darkened, his voice grew several degrees colder, and his face was already filled with anger.
Noah rarely got angry in front of her, but when he did, Rose was frightened to death, her body trembling. Unwilling as she was, she had no choice but to take off the necklace.
Noah retrieved his hand, glanced at the necklace, then handed it to Uncle Marshall: "Take it to check."
Upon hearing the words ’take to check,’ a trace of fear showed in Rose’s eyes, and she was in a state of panic, hurriedly attempting to explain: "Daddy, that..."
Before she could finish, a cold glance from Noah shut her up immediately.
Noah’s face was tight, brows furrowed, his expression somewhat grim as he restrained his anger, "From now on, you go to the piano room and practice for half a day. If you still can’t learn the piece I mentioned last time, don’t eat dinner. Keep practicing and only come out when you’ve learned it."
"And, Uncle Marshall, go immediately to find Butler Wood and tell him that within the next three months, except for school commutes, Miss is not allowed to go out at any other time."
"Daddy." Rose’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Not being allowed out for three months was equivalent to grounding her, wasn’t it?
At Rose’s age, she was the most playful, and asking her not to go out for three months was an extremely severe punishment, more painful to her than physical punishment.
"I’ve only been back for a short while, and you are already making things difficult. Now go practice the piano immediately."
"Daddy..." Rose’s aggrieved voice held a sob, and tears fell, landing on her soft, pretty face, making her look pitiful and endearing.
"What are you still standing there for? Go quickly!"
A thunderous shout frightened Rose, making her tremble and shiver, and she turned away, crying and wiping her tears.
Before leaving, those teary eyes glanced at Scarlett Yates.
In the eyes of the little girl, there was even a hint of emotion similar to hate.
Hate?
Scarlett Yates found it a bit unbelievable.