The Million-Dollar Heart

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,

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

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

huffed, realizing this was what Percival had been waiting

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 so

Vivienne, "...'

it,

Vivienne a 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 in a

Arthur temporarily at a loss

Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed

casually glanced back at the Linklater family, "Have you noticed

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

The next day.

cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the table for

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

find someone

a new chef could take days. Maybe, for

Yorick's glare made

I'm just concerned

"You could move in with her, show your filial piety

he dared not say another word against Arthur's fierce

of Arthur

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

expression darkened, "They've got some

is it?"

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

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

tone indifferent, "If she enjoys kneeling so much,

Yorick,

Arthur stood up with her, he instructed the butler, "Let her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was evidently

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