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, I could

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

"As you wish, but I hope you'll adhere to

was what Percival had been

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 Perez

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the old

if anticipating this, 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

Arthur temporarily at a

brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes,

the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater family, "Have you

but the quieter it is, the more likely

The next day.

the family joined Grandpa at the

about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't

someone else." Yorick

a new chef could take

glare made his legs go

just concerned

move in with her, show your filial piety that

but he

of Arthur

then, the butler hurried in, reporting to Yorick,

"They've got

it?" Vivienne suddenly

came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate, saying..."

she doesn't receive the young master's

tone indifferent, "If she enjoys

turning to Yorick,

away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was evidently even more intense than

had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their

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