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.

you're interested,

"I don't need your help, I have someone to

hope you'll adhere to the

huffed, realizing this was what

and you know her standing within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied." Arthur's tone

Vivienne, "...'

knew it, the

as if anticipating this, gave Vivienne a reassuring look before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion.

talk left Arthur temporarily

protective nature of the Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes, "Then I wish you

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

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

The next day.

the family joined Grandpa at the table for

suddenly spoke up, "Dad, Auntie has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get

find someone else." Yorick

could take days.

Dracon could finish, Yorick's glare made

I'm just concerned for

move in with her, show

face turned red, but he dared not say

fear of

reporting to

expression darkened, "They've got some

it?" Vivienne

to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front

receive the

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

turning to Yorick, "Dad, I've

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

Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing

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