At that moment, Sasha tasted the spaghetti that Percival had passed her, the familiar flavor once again flooding her mouth. Her expression changed rapidly before settling into a calm demeanor; after all, showing too much emotion could give her away.

"Is it not good?" Arthur's heart sank.

In an effort to protect Arthur's confidence, Sasha hastily shook her head, "No, not at all. I think they're both delicious. It's just that they each have their unique charm. If I had to choose, I'd say it's a tie." Vivienne, "..."

Percival, "..."

Arthur was touched by Sasha's blatant favoritism, though he already knew the outcome of the contest.

To ensure fairness, the bowls had been mixed up.

Only by checking the marks under the bowls could they know who made which dish.

But now, it seemed unnecessary to look.

He was well aware that his culinary creations were not up to par, even by his own standards.

Only his wife stood by him every time, supporting everything he wanted to do.

Arthur's disappointment was evident, prompting Sasha to gently take his hand and reassure him.

"Honey, it's okay. You're just not cut out for this, but it doesn't mean you're not a good father. Our daughter is grown up. Express yourself in your own way; you don't have to struggle with this." Vivienne rarely spoke up, but this time she agreed, "I second that."

Mainly because she truly did not want to eat any more of those dishes.

It was torture.

Arthur brightened up, "Sweetheart, are you saying you're finally accepting me?"

Vivienne deadpanned, "I'm just agreeing you shouldn't cook."

Arthur's spirits dimmed again.

smirked slightly, "If you're interested, I could

at Percival's provocation, "I don't need your help, I have

you'll

huffed, realizing this was what

it's not just up to me. Vivienne's uncles from the Perez family would never agree, and you know her standing within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied." Arthur's tone suggested a challenge: if you're so capable,

Vivienne, "...'

it, the old

as if anticipating this, gave Vivienne a reassuring look before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion. As

talk left Arthur temporarily at a

Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed

Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater family,

it is, the more likely someone's about to

The next day.

abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at

can't get used to it. I visited her yesterday, and she looked pale,

someone

finding a new chef could take

could finish, Yorick's glare made

just concerned

a cold smile, "You could move in

Dracon's face turned red, but he dared not say another word against

fear of Arthur

hurried in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir,

expression darkened, "They've got

it?" Vivienne suddenly

family's eldest daughter, Alyssa. She came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate,

doesn't receive the young master's forgiveness, she won't rise

her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she enjoys kneeling

Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was evidently

so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and

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