"Well, let bygones be bygones. Since you and rose look so alike, it's a kind of fate. Maybe you can become good friends. " Albert comforted Lady Rose.
"I feel as if we are old friends at the first sight of Mrs. Mary." Lady Rose smiled faintly.
"Me too." Mary said perfunctorily. It seemed that she didn't want to continue this topic.
After dinner, Hazel and Zac sent Lady Rose and Irene back to the Intercontinental Hotel, and then returned to the Blue Coast.
Leaning against the sofa, Hazel remained silent for a long time with a serious and deep expression on her face.
Zac picked up a black grapes and fed it into her mouth. "What are you thinking about?"
After eating the grapes, Hazel said slowly, "I'm thinking about Lady Rose. If she is really not your aunt, then why did she dream of the Rong mansion?"