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 don't need your help, I

you wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon rules

realizing this was what Percival

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 capable, try convincing the

Vivienne, "...'

it, the

before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion.

temporarily

a dark gleam flashed in

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

quieter it is, the more

The next day.

family

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

we'll find someone else."

new chef could take days.

Yorick's glare made

I'm just concerned

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

he

of Arthur

the butler hurried in, reporting to Yorick,

darkened, "They've got

is it?"

young master, kneeling outside our front

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

tone indifferent, "If she

to Yorick, "Dad, I've

let her dirty the Linklater

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 good

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