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.

"If you're interested, I could

provocation, "I don't need your help, I have someone to

nodded, "As you wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon rules of the

huffed, realizing this was what

uncles from the Perez family would never agree, and you know her standing within the Perez family.

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the

to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally

Arthur temporarily at a loss for

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

at the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at

"Nothing so far, but the quieter it is,

The next day.

from cooking, the family

cooking, saying she can't get used to it. I visited her yesterday, and she looked pale, plus with

find someone else." Yorick said

chef could take days. Maybe, for

could finish, Yorick's glare made his legs

just concerned

"You could move in with her,

Dracon's face turned red, but he dared not

fear of Arthur

reporting to

"They've got some

is it?" Vivienne

the young

butler appeared troubled, "She said if she doesn't receive the

"If she enjoys kneeling so much, let

turning to Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

her dirty the Linklater

so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing maliciousness, was no good at

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