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.

you're interested, I could

don't need your help, I have

"As you wish, but I hope you'll

was what Percival

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, try convincing

Vivienne, "...'

knew it,

seek your

talk left Arthur temporarily at a loss

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

back at

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

The next day.

cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

she can't get used

we'll find someone

new chef could take days. Maybe,

could finish, Yorick's glare made his legs go

I'm just concerned for

smile, "You could move in with her,

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

fear of Arthur

to Yorick,

expression darkened, "They've got some

it?" Vivienne suddenly

came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate, saying..." Sasha

she doesn't receive the young

narrowed her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If

to Yorick, "Dad,

away, don't let her dirty

family, a prominent family in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing maliciousness, was no good at

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