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

irritable, bristled at Percival's provocation, "I don't

I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon rules of

huffed, realizing this was what

her standing within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the

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

smooth talk left Arthur temporarily at

brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's

the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater family, "Have you

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

The next day.

family joined

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

someone else." Yorick said

a new chef could take days.

Dracon could finish, Yorick's glare

just concerned for

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

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

of

the butler hurried in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright

expression darkened, "They've got

is it?" Vivienne

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

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

"If she enjoys kneeling

Yorick, "Dad,

"Let her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was evidently even more intense than

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

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