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.

It wasn't on

at Sasha with a mix of hurt

me explain. You have to believe in yourself; your cooking

accidentally made too much and

You, mind your own

but perhaps, the dishes you make aren't exactly to the

sincerely stated, "They're

darkened, "Are you saying you're

smiled, not contradicting

provoked, Arthur couldn't let it slide. Not in front of his

have a

her husband's culinary

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

of all the practice,

raised an eyebrow, "You sure you want to

cut him off, "Enough talk, let's do

his intent, if I win,

you lose,

to wait till next

front of the kitchen, Arthur and Percival locked

"What's

Vivienne, who was confidently, and a smile across his face,

Arthur snorted.

this specific skill from

was sure of

leaving Sasha and Vivienne outside as

massaged her forehead, already anticipating

calmly returned to her book, "Mom, instead of worrying here, we might as well think of

look, "No more

was your husband who started it. Why shouldn't I

contestants presented their covered bowls

mystery what

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