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

Percival's provocation, "I don't need your

you wish, but I hope you'll

was what Percival had been

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

Vivienne, "...'

knew it,

only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure you are not put in a

talk left Arthur temporarily at

a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes,

doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater family, "Have you noticed anything these past few

far, but the quieter it is, the more likely someone's about

The next day.

from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

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

find someone else." Yorick said

finding a new chef could take days.

could finish, Yorick's glare made his

concerned for Auntie's

could move in with

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

fear of

reporting to

darkened, "They've

it?" Vivienne suddenly

to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate, saying..." Sasha finished for him, "Saying

"She said if she doesn't receive the young master's forgiveness, she

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

Yorick,

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

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

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