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

a

me explain. You have to believe in yourself; your

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

it for her. You, mind your own business. Come on, wife

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

sincerely stated, "They're not

"Are you

just smiled, not contradicting

couldn't let it slide. Not in front of his wife

let's have

quickly interjected, aware of her

praises were hers alone to give, "Let's not, dear. Percival is my apprentice; if word gets out, people will say you're bullying the younger generation." Arthur patted Sasha's hand, reassuring her. He had been

because of all the practice, she

"You sure you want to compete? Just think if

off, "Enough talk, let's

if I win, I expect you to agree to

same. If you lose, let's

want to wait till

kitchen,

asked, "What's the

his face, "Since Vivienne

Arthur snorted.

skill from the

sure

and Vivienne

forehead, already anticipating

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

"No more bringing people home to bully your

husband who started it. Why shouldn't

both contestants presented their covered

a mystery

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