Noah Yates knitted his brows together.
In the Yates Clan, he was the one who held the power and knew exactly how to treat his employees appropriately. In this family, he was the head, and he knew how to manage the staff. But in front of his own daughter, feeling guilty, he didn't know what to do.
He frowned, paused for a moment, and had to throw out a bait: "If you're willing to eat your meal obediently, I'll let you see that brat with the last name Xi. Aren't you eager to see him?"
Scarlett Yates's eyes flickered for a moment, and she didn't mention refusing to eat this time.
Noah Yates knitted his brows even tighter. Although he was upset, he still tried to speak in a gentle tone: "Once you finish eating, you can go see him. I keep my word."
Scarlett remained silent, stood for a while, then dragged her chair and sat down slowly.
"Nanny Chapman, bring a new set of cutlery." Noah Yates tapped the table, calling in Nanny Chapman who had been standing outside the dining room.
