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,

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

hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon

this was what Percival

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, the old

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

left Arthur temporarily

the protective nature of the Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes, "Then I

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

deepened, "Nothing so far, but the quieter it is, the more likely someone's about to lose

The next day.

the family joined Grandpa at the table

dinner, Dracon suddenly spoke up, "Dad, Auntie 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

we'll find someone else." Yorick said

chef could take days. Maybe, for now, Auntie

could finish, Yorick's glare made his

concerned for Auntie's

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

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

fear of Arthur

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

"They've got

is it?"

young master, kneeling outside our front gate,

doesn't receive the young master's forgiveness, she

eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she enjoys kneeling so much, let

Yorick,

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

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

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