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

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

you wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the

huffed, realizing this was what Percival had been waiting

the Perez

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the old

your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure you

Arthur temporarily

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

doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at

it is, the more likely

The next day.

abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

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

someone else." Yorick said

chef could take days. Maybe, for now, Auntie

finish, Yorick's glare made

just concerned

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

he dared

fear of Arthur

the butler hurried in, reporting to

"They've got some

is it?"

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

receive the young master's forgiveness, she won't rise from her

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

Yorick, "Dad, I've

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

act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring

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