The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At that moment, Sasha tasted the spaghetti that Percival had passed her, the familiar flavor once again flooding her mouth. Her expression changed rapidly before settling into a calm demeanor; after all, showing too much emotion could give her away.

"Is it not good?" Arthur's heart sank.

In an effort to protect Arthur's confidence, Sasha hastily shook her head, "No, not at all. I think they're both delicious. It's just that they each have their unique charm. If I had to choose, I'd say it's a tie." Vivienne, "..."

Percival, "..."

Arthur was touched by Sasha's blatant favoritism, though he already knew the outcome of the contest.

To ensure fairness, the bowls had been mixed up.

Only by checking the marks under the bowls could they know who made which dish.

But now, it seemed unnecessary to look.

He was well aware that his culinary creations were not up to par, even by his own standards.

Only his wife stood by him every time, supporting everything he wanted to do.

Arthur's disappointment was evident, prompting Sasha to gently take his hand and reassure him.

"Honey, it's okay. You're just not cut out for this, but it doesn't mean you're not a good father. Our daughter is grown up. Express yourself in your own way; you don't have to struggle with this." Vivienne rarely spoke up, but this time she agreed, "I second that."

Mainly because she truly did not want to eat any more of those dishes.

It was torture.

Arthur brightened up, "Sweetheart, are you saying you're finally accepting me?"

Vivienne deadpanned, "I'm just agreeing you shouldn't cook."

Arthur's spirits dimmed again.

Percival smirked slightly, "If you're interested, I could help."

Arthur, already irritable, bristled at Percival's provocation, "I don't need your help, I have someone to teach me!"

"As you wish, but I hope you'll adhere to the agreed-upon rules of

huffed, realizing this was what Percival

Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied."

Vivienne, "...'

knew it,

"I only came to seek your opinion.

temporarily at

protective nature of the Perez brothers, a dark gleam flashed in Arthur's eyes,

the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at

but the quieter it is, the more likely someone's about to lose

The next day.

abstaining from cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get used to it. I visited her yesterday, and she looked pale, plus with her injuries, I'm

someone else." Yorick

chef could take days. Maybe, for

could finish, Yorick's glare made his

I'm just concerned for

into a cold smile, "You could move in

red, but he dared not say another word against Arthur's

of

hurried in, reporting to

"They've got

it?" Vivienne

Wright family's eldest daughter, Alyssa. She came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate, saying..." Sasha finished for him, "Saying

troubled, "She said if she doesn't receive the young master's forgiveness,

her tone indifferent, "If she

turning to Yorick, "Dad,

her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was evidently even more intense

tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and

not daring to breathe

he had water in his brain for helping outsiders tarnish their family's

the Linklater family would not