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,

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

wish, but I hope you'll adhere

was what Percival had been waiting

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

Vivienne, "...'

it, the

came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure you are not

talk left Arthur temporarily at a loss

the protective nature of the Perez brothers, a dark

out, at the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater family,

so far, but the quieter it is,

The next day.

Arthur abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

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

someone else."

a new chef could take days.

finish, Yorick's glare made his legs go

concerned for Auntie's

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

red, but he dared not say another word against

of Arthur was

to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright family has

"They've got some

is it?" Vivienne

young master, kneeling outside our

said if she doesn't receive

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

to Yorick,

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

family, a prominent family in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing

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