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.

"If you're interested,

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

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

realizing this was what Percival had been waiting

and you know her standing within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied." Arthur's tone

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the old

before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure you are not

Arthur temporarily at

a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes, "Then I wish you

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

so far, but the quieter it is, the more

The next day.

Arthur abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

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

we'll find someone else." Yorick

could take days. Maybe, for

could finish, Yorick's glare made his legs go

concerned for

could move in with her, show

turned red, but he dared not say another word

of Arthur

in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright

"They've got some

it?" Vivienne suddenly

to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front

receive the young

narrowed her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she enjoys

Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater

act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing

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