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

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

wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the

realizing this was what Percival had

within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied." Arthur's tone suggested a

Vivienne, "...'

it, the

only came to seek your opinion.

smooth talk left Arthur temporarily at

Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed in

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

the quieter it

The next day.

family joined Grandpa at the table for

Dracon suddenly spoke up, "Dad, Auntie has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't

someone else."

could take days. Maybe, for

Yorick's glare made his

concerned for Auntie's

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

you..." Dracon's face turned red, but he dared not say another

of

hurried in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright

darkened, "They've got

is it?" Vivienne

to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate, saying..." Sasha finished for him, "Saying

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

"If she enjoys kneeling

Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger

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

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