The Million-Dollar Heart

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

froze, looking at Sasha with a

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

I accidentally made too much and wanted the master to give it

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

in their tracks, "No offense, but perhaps, the dishes you make aren't exactly to

sincerely stated,

face darkened, "Are you

just smiled, not contradicting

being provoked, Arthur couldn't let it slide.

have a

interjected, aware of her

word gets out, people will say you're bullying the younger generation." Arthur patted Sasha's hand, reassuring her. He had

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

sure you want to compete? Just think

spurred on, cut him off, "Enough

Percival said, clearly stating his intent, if I win, I expect you to agree to proceed

scoffed, "Funny, I was thinking the same. If you lose, let's push the wedding to next

didn't want to wait till

kitchen, Arthur

asked, "What's the

glanced at Vivienne, who was confidently, and a smile across his face, "Since Vivienne

Arthur snorted.

skill from the Dorian

sure of

Sasha and

her forehead,

her book, "Mom, instead of worrying here, we

look, "No more bringing people

started it. Why shouldn't I

later, both contestants presented their covered bowls of

was a mystery