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

don't need your help, I have

nodded, "As you wish, but I hope you'll

what Percival had

within the Perez

Vivienne, "...'

it, the

reassuring look before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure you are not put

talk left Arthur temporarily at a

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

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

it is, the more likely someone's about to lose

The next day.

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

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

we'll find someone else."

could take days. Maybe, for

could finish, Yorick's glare made

I'm just concerned

"You could move in

you..." Dracon's face turned red, but he dared

fear of

in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the

darkened, "They've got

it?"

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

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

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

Yorick, "Dad, I've

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

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

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