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.

"If you're interested,

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

but I hope you'll adhere to the

this was what Percival had been waiting

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, try convincing the Perez

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the

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

talk left Arthur temporarily at a loss for

the Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes,

out, at the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater

gaze deepened, "Nothing so far, but the quieter it is, the more likely

The next day.

abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa

spoke up, "Dad, Auntie has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get used to it. I visited her yesterday, and she looked pale, plus with her injuries,

someone else."

could take days. Maybe, for now,

Yorick's glare

just concerned for

into a cold smile, "You could move in

brother, you..." Dracon's face turned red, but he dared not say another word against Arthur's fierce

of Arthur was

reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright family has sent

"They've got some

it?"

daughter, Alyssa. She came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front

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

her tone indifferent, "If she

Yorick, "Dad,

her dirty

disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing maliciousness, was no

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