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

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

wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the

huffed, realizing this was what Percival had been

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 the

Vivienne, "...'

knew it,

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

smooth talk left Arthur temporarily at

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

Percival casually glanced back at

"Nothing so far, but the quieter it is, the more likely

The next day.

Arthur abstaining from cooking, the family joined

has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get used to it. I visited her yesterday, and she looked pale, plus with her injuries,

someone else." Yorick said

finding a new chef could take

Yorick's glare

just concerned

could move in with her, show your filial piety that

he dared not say another word against Arthur's fierce

of

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

darkened, "They've

is it?" Vivienne suddenly

to the young master, kneeling outside our front

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

"If she

to Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds."

family in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially

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