The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 940

Sasha was about to add more to the conversation when Vivienne's gaze landed on the cake in her hand.

She hadn't tried this flavor before, and though she was sure it wouldn't beat a slice of good old apple pie, being picky at a moment like this seemed downright immature. Sasha quickly hid it behind her back.

She'd already had her share, why was she still eyeing hers?

Seeing Arthur wouldn't be out of the kitchen anytime soon, Sasha shot Percival a look, silently assigning him a critical mission.

To keep watch.

As the two of them were enjoying their sneaky treat, Arthur emerged from the kitchen, a tray in hand, his voice booming excitedly from afar, "Honey, darling, breakfast is served! Today we've got beef stew with homemade biscuits..."

Sasha nearly choked.

Vivienne decisively swallowed her last bite.

Percival calmly stepped forward to greet Arthur, cleverly blocking his view.

"Who let you in?"

Arthur frowned, clearly displeased, "And keep it down. My daughter isn't married to you yet; don't get too cozy."

Arthur took a step towards Sasha and Vivienne's direction.

Percival tried to intervene again, but Sasha had already come forward, crumbs still lingering at the corner of her mouth.

Arthur noticed immediately and leaned in, curious, "Honey, what did you eat?"

Caught off guard, Sasha pursed her lips, trying to sound casual, "...I was just really hungry, had a biscuit."

Arthur was filled with guilt, blaming his slow pace for leaving his wife famished.

"Honey, breakfast is ready, let's go eat."

Then, the cake box Sasha had been hiding fell from behind the chair, rolling to Arthur's feet.

wasn't

a mix of

soothing Arthur, "Hubby, let me explain. You have

too much

her. You, mind your own business. Come on, wife and daughter, let's

remark stopped them in their tracks, "No offense, but perhaps, the dishes you make aren't exactly to the master's and Vivienne's taste." Arthur paused, turning

stated, "They're not

darkened, "Are you

not contradicting the

was being provoked, Arthur couldn't let it slide. Not in front of his wife and

let's have

aware of her husband's

hers alone to give, "Let's not, dear. Percival is my apprentice; if word gets out, people will say you're

of all the practice, she

sure you want to

him off, "Enough talk, let's

if I win, I expect you to agree to proceed with my wedding to Vivienne next

If you lose, let's push the wedding to next year." Vivienne:

to wait till next

the kitchen, Arthur and Percival

"What's the

his face, "Since Vivienne loves pasta, let's make her

Arthur snorted.

specific skill from

sure of his

men entered the kitchen, leaving Sasha and Vivienne

forehead, already anticipating

of worrying here, we might as well think of how to

"No more bringing people home

started it. Why

both contestants presented their

was a mystery what lay

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