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 could

Percival's provocation, "I don't need

I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon rules of

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

Vivienne, "...'

knew it,

"I only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I

smooth talk left Arthur temporarily

of the Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed

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

the quieter it is, the

The next day.

the family joined Grandpa at

can't get used to it.

find someone

could take days. Maybe, for now,

finish, Yorick's glare

just concerned for

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

but he dared

of Arthur

reporting to

expression darkened, "They've got

it?" Vivienne

Wright family's eldest daughter, Alyssa. She came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our

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

"If she enjoys kneeling so much,

Yorick, "Dad,

her dirty

family, a prominent family in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill

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