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!"

but I hope you'll adhere to the

what Percival had been waiting

Perez family would never agree, and you know her standing within the Perez family. If they don't agree, my hands are tied." Arthur's tone suggested

Vivienne, "...'

knew it,

reassuring look before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and

left Arthur temporarily at a

nature of the Perez brothers, a dark gleam

out, at the doorstep, Percival casually glanced back at the Linklater family,

quieter it is, the more likely someone's about

The next day.

cooking, the family joined Grandpa at the

Dracon suddenly spoke up, "Dad, Auntie has been complaining about the new chef's cooking, saying she can't get

someone else." Yorick

a new chef could take days. Maybe, for

Yorick's glare made his legs go

concerned for Auntie's

"You could move in with her, show your filial

red, but he dared not say another

fear of Arthur

reporting to Yorick, "Sir, the Wright

expression darkened, "They've

is it?"

daughter, Alyssa. She came to personally apologize to the young master,

receive

her eyes, her tone indifferent, "If she enjoys kneeling so

to Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

stood up with her, he instructed the butler, "Let her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained

in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing maliciousness, was

head down, not

he had water in his brain for

happened again, the Linklater