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

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

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

huffed, realizing this was what Percival had been

just up to me. 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,

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

Arthur temporarily at a

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

glanced back at the Linklater family, "Have you noticed anything these past few

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

The next day.

abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the table

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

we'll find someone else." Yorick said

chef could take days.

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

I'm just concerned for Auntie's

move in with

face turned red, but he dared

fear of Arthur was

hurried in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright family has

expression darkened, "They've got some

it?" Vivienne suddenly

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

doesn't receive

eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she

Yorick,

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

tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions

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