Chapter 535 Lady Roses Confusion (2/2)

”When I saw you, I thought of Mary's sister, Charlotte. When she first came here, I was also shocked. They looked so alike that even Albert couldn't even distinguish Mary from them.” Alena said to them.

Zac turned to Mary and asked, ”Mommy, can you tell me something about auntie?”

An indescribable gloom streaked acros

”Mom, you look like Mrs. Mary and you have the same preferences.” Irene said with a smile.

Lady Rose smiled, ”yes, what a coincidence.”

There was a sharp look on Albert's face. This Lady Rose didn't seem to be like Charlotte, because although Charlotte and his wife were twins, their interests, preferences and even tastes were completely different. What Charlotte liked was almost hated by Mary, and Charlotte didn't like what Mary liked either.

At this time, Mary came over from a gravel path not far away. ”Dinner is ready. Let's go to the restaurant together.” After saying that, she held Albert's arm, as if to show her affection deliberately, ”Albert, there is fresh lobster in the kitchen today. I specially ordered the kitchen to make your favorite salt baked lobster.”

”Mrs. Rose and Irene are guests today. You should prepare their favorite food.”

”Don't worry. The dinner is very delicious today. Mrs. Rose will like it.” Mary smiled weirdly.

Everyone followed her to the restaurant.

After Abel and Alena took their seats, the servants began to serve the dishes.

Today's dinner was really full of tricks: pickled pig ears, braised pork ribs in brown sauce, drunk shrimps...

Mary picked up food for Lady Rose and said, ”come on, have a pig elbow.”

”Thank you.” Lady Rose smiled, trying to hide her reluctance.

Irene was straightforward and said in a low voice, ”my mother never eats anything like pig ears or elbows.”

”Really?” Mary showed a trace of surprise, and then sighed slightly. ”I'm really sorry. Today's dishes are all the favorite of Charlotte. I have already regarded you as my sister unconsciously. It seems that you are really not her.”

”I've told you that my mother can't be your sister. You just happened to look like each other.” Irene pouted.

”Yes, Charlotte is indeed gone.” Mary wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, as if she had recalled a sad past.