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

already irritable, bristled at Percival's provocation, "I don't need your help, I

wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon

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.

Vivienne, "...'

it, the

only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure

temporarily

brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes, "Then I wish you

the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the

far, but the quieter it is, the more

The next day.

Arthur abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the table

spoke up, "Dad, Auntie has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get used to it. I visited

find someone else." Yorick said

a new chef could take days.

could finish, Yorick's glare

just concerned

curled into a cold smile, "You could move in with her, show

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

of

butler hurried in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir,

"They've got some

it?"

to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside

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

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

Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was evidently even

their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing maliciousness, was no good

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