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 on

at Sasha with a mix of

"Hubby, let me explain. You have to believe in yourself; your cooking

took the blame, "It's not the master's fault. I accidentally made too much and wanted the master to give it

my wife likes, and I'll cook it for her. You, mind your own business. Come on, wife

make aren't exactly to the master's and

sincerely stated, "They're not

"Are you saying

smiled, not contradicting the

couldn't let it slide. Not in

let's have a

aware of her husband's

gets out,

thought, precisely because of all the practice, she couldn't bear to tell

want

on, cut him off,

clearly stating his intent, if I win, I

the same. If you lose, let's push the wedding to next

want to

in front of the kitchen, Arthur and Percival

asked, "What's

confidently, and a smile across his face, "Since Vivienne loves pasta, let's make her

Arthur snorted.

skill from

sure of

men entered the kitchen, leaving Sasha and Vivienne outside

her forehead, already anticipating the

calmly returned to her book, "Mom, instead of worrying here, we

her a look, "No more bringing people home to bully

it. Why

later, both contestants

mystery what lay

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