Roseanne quickly took her arm, "We don''t get out much, so of course, I want to treat you to something special."


    Madge managed a smile, no longer feeling down.


    Norris, on the other hand, nearly jumped out of his seat when he saw the menu upon entering.


    "Are you kidding me... The cheapest steak is over a hundred bucks?"


    Roseanne quickly soothed him, "Don''t worry, I''ve got a membership card for a discount."


    "Oh, well, that''s better then..." He settled back down, taking a sip of his lemon water before asking, "What kind of discount are we talking?"


    Roseanne said, "5% off."


    Norris nearly choked on his water.


    "Dad! Mind your manners! Remember, we''re all about ss here!"


    Leda was already in stitches by the side,ughing uncontrobly.


    When the food finally arrived and they tasted it, Norris had to admit, the price was justified by the quality.


    On the other side, Maisie and her son had settled for a quick bite at the museum''s café, which was neither satisfying nor tasty.


    After leaving, she gave Farley a look, and he seized the moment to dere, "I want to dine at a fancy Western restaurant! The priciest and most upscale one! Don''t you dare try to skimp on me, or else, we''re moving to another ce."


    Beverley sighed internally, really wishing she could disappear.


    By some strange twist of fate, the restaurant Beverley chose was the very one Roseanne had brought her parents to. And their private dining rooms were right next to each other.


    With the semi-open dining rooms, the clinking of cutlery was audible from both sides, not to mention the conversations.


    A waiter approached with a tablet to take their order.


    Maisie, unfamiliar with Western cuisine, instinctively turned to her son for guidance.


    Farley, however, didn''t even nce at the menu or his mom.


    His eyes were fixed on the tall, curvy waitress, ogling her in a tantly creepy manner.


    The waitress, feeling ufortable, took a step back to maintain distance.


    Maisie, oblivious to her son''s antics and not wanting to bother Beverley, randomly pointed at items on the menu. The pictures looked good to her, but she had no idea about appetizers, entrées, or desserts.


    When the food arrived, there were few hot dishes, mostly appetizers and desserts.


    Under the waiter''s puzzled gaze, Maisie cheerfully invited her son to dig in.


    Beverley just wanted to hide in embarrassment. Someone, please save her!


    Roseanne had noticed who was at the next table.


    But so what?


    Her energy was limited, and she couldn''t afford to waste it on strangers.


    "Dad, try this Beef Wellington. It''s their signature dish, and it''s delicious..."


    As she spoke, she cut a piece and ced it on Norris'' te.


    Madge protested, "Why only your dad?"


    Roseanne replied with a hint of exasperation, "I''d love to offer some to my dear mother, but Madge you don'' like eating after others, so I had to be careful, right?"


    Madge was particr in her ways, but-


    "Can my own daughter be considered ''others''?"


    Roseanne hurriedly served her a piece of steak, evenrger and juicier than Norris''.


    Madge smiled, "That''s more like it..."


    Leda watched the happy family scene, feeling a twinge of envy.


    Despite Maisie and Farley''s enthusiastic ordering, they left a lot of food untouched.


    She asked Beverley, "Aren''t you going to eat?"


    Beverley wanted to say, "You''re making me lose my appetite," but


    e simply said, "I''m n


    , I''m going to the restroom."


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    As she stood up, she could hear theughter and joy from the next room.


    Norris and Madge were dining with elegance and ease.Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Beverley felt a pang of regret and envy.


    What madness had possessed her. to choose Millie over Roseanne,nding


    her with such an shame


    ?