He not only needed to eat on time himself, but everyone else had to dine with him on time as well.
So, when no one knocked on her door this morning to call her for breakfast, Scarlett knew that Noah must have left early.
"What are you doing? I just finished styling my hair, and you messed it up again, annoying!" Rose's little face scrunched up like a bun, and she jumped away as if she had been shocked, staring unhappily at Scarlett's mischievous hand, "Heads can roll, blood can flow, but hairstyles can't be messed up. I'm warning you, from now on, don't touch my hair casually."
Rose's hair was indeed very beautiful, looking soft and shiny, and it felt smooth and silky to the touch. It's no wonder she cherished it so much.
Even though she was only ten, Rose had already grown into a pretty little beauty.
