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

don't need

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

huffed, realizing this was what Percival

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

Vivienne, "...'

it,

only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure

talk left Arthur temporarily

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

doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at

gaze deepened, "Nothing so far, but the quieter it is, the more likely someone's about to lose

The next day.

cooking, the family joined Grandpa

saying she can't

find someone

new chef could take days. Maybe, for now,

glare made

just concerned for

curled into a cold smile, "You could move in with

turned red, but he

fear of

to

expression darkened, "They've

it?" Vivienne suddenly

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

troubled, "She said if she doesn't receive the young master's forgiveness,

her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she enjoys kneeling so much,

turning to Yorick, "Dad,

kneel further away, don't let her

had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation.

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