The Million-Dollar Heart

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

"I don't need your help, I have someone

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

was what Percival had

Vivienne's uncles from the Perez family 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 capable, try convincing the

Vivienne, "...'

it, the old

gave Vivienne a reassuring look 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 put in a difficult

smooth talk left Arthur temporarily at a loss for

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

Percival casually glanced back at the

but the quieter it is, the more likely someone's about to lose

The next day.

the family joined

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

find someone else." Yorick

chef could take days. Maybe, for

Dracon could finish, Yorick's glare made his legs

I'm just concerned for

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

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

fear of Arthur was

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

expression darkened, "They've

is it?" Vivienne suddenly

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

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

narrowed her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If

turning to Yorick, "Dad, I've

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

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