“Ms. Zeller and Mr. Spencer are a great match, too. You two have probably known each other for a long time," Sebastian said. "Yes," Cynthia said. "Theo and I have known each other for a long time."


    "Has it been ten years?" Sebastian asked her back, doubtful. “Rose and Mr. Spencer have known each other for eleven years, right?"


    The air tensed up; Rosalie tugged Sebastian''s arm gently, signaling him to stop harping on the subject.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    Sebastian looked at the displeased expression on Theodore''s face, feeling exhrated at achieving his goal.


    "Waiter," Sebastian called.


    The manager walked in with a waiter.


    Rosalie saw the waiter behind the manager, and was stunned for a moment. Shock shed past her eyes as she muttered, "It''s you."


    Lily was also stunned to see all of them. "Hello, Ms. Young, Mr. Carter."


    Lily never expected to see them at the restaurant. Theodore nced at Lily, and asked, "Do you know them?"


    Rosalie gave Sebastian a look; she was about to open her mouth and say something, but she hesitated and stopped herself. Theodore and Cynthia were around, and it wasn''t appropriate for her to say much.


    Sebastian looked at Rosalie, doubt in his eyes. "What''s the matter?"


    He looked at Lily and found her rather familiar, but he didn''t remember who she was. He even found her unworthy of him remembering her.


    Lily looked confused upon seeing Sebastian''s expression, as though he didn''t know her at all. Come to think of it, that wasn''t strange. In fact, it was very normal for someone important like Sebastian to not remember who she was. It was also rather awkward since they had met before.


    She tried to recall the circumstances of their previous meeting. Mr. Carter was pretending that there was a girl he fancied whose name was Lily. Coincidentally, that was her name and she was called over to put on an act. The one he truly fancied was probably this Ms. Young before her. “Nothing. I''ve met Ms. Yancey before, but I didn''t expect to bump into her here," Rosalie said.


    "Oh, I see," the manager said. "She''s our best waiter, and I''ve arranged for her to serve you." Rosalie nodded. "Okay."


    The four of them picked up the menus, and started cing their orders.


    "Seb, what do you want to eat?"


    "What about you?" Sebastian asked her back.


    Rosalie browsed through the menu, and said, "How about this? I''ll eat whatever you eat."


    This time, she wanted to take Sebastian''s lead.


    Sebastian looked through the menu,


    and made his choice. "How a


    the Greek slow roasted leg of


    e


    It looks delicious."


    Rosalie hesitated for a moment at Sebastian''s suggestion to ordermb, but she nodded anyway. "Alright, then. Me too..."


    Theodore smacked the menu shut and eximed, "Don''t you know Rose doesn''t like eatingmb, Mr. Carter?"


    Sebastian furrowed his brows, and looked at Rosalie. "Do you not like eatingmb?"


    Rosalie smiled awkwardly. “Not at all. Lamb is a good choice."


    Rosalie said so to ease the tension in the air, but Theodore refused to let her have her way, and said coldly, "You''ve never enjoyed eatingmb. One time I orderedmb for you, you almost vomited. Did you forget? You can''t stand the taste ofmb."


    Theodore was mocking Sebastian for not even knowing that Rosalie didn''t eatmb. He didn''t know a thing about Rosalie, so how could he marry her?


    The smile on Rosalie''s face stiffened. She turned to look at Theodore, and shot him a cold re.


    "Mr. Spencer, people change. They don''t always stay the same. You know this very well, don''t you?"