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 interested, I could

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

nodded, "As you wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon rules

huffed, realizing this was what Percival had

within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied." Arthur's tone suggested

Vivienne, "...'

it,

Vivienne a reassuring look before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your

talk left Arthur temporarily at

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

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

"Nothing so far, but the quieter it

The next day.

from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

"Dad, Auntie has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get used to it. I visited her yesterday, and she looked pale, plus with her injuries, I'm

find someone else."

chef could take days. Maybe, for now, Auntie

finish, Yorick's glare made his legs

just concerned for Auntie's

"You could move in with her, show your

red, but he dared not say another word

of

in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright

"They've got

is it?" Vivienne suddenly

daughter, Alyssa. She came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front

if she doesn't receive the young master's

eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she

to Yorick, "Dad, I've

let her dirty the

in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill

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