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.

slightly, "If you're

provocation, "I don't need

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

huffed, realizing this was what Percival had

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

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

smooth talk left Arthur temporarily at a

Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed

at the

so far, but the quieter it is, the more likely

The next day.

the family joined Grandpa

she can't get used

find someone

a new chef could take days. Maybe, for now, Auntie

Dracon could finish, Yorick's glare made his legs go

just concerned

cold smile, "You could move in with her,

you..." Dracon's face turned red, but he dared not say another word against

fear of Arthur

to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright family

"They've

it?"

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

receive the young master's forgiveness, she

her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If

turning to Yorick, "Dad, I've

her, he instructed the butler, "Let her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's

tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions

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