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!"

hope you'll adhere

huffed, realizing this was what

not just up to me. Vivienne's uncles from the Perez family would never agree, and you know her standing within the Perez family. If they don't agree,

Vivienne, "...'

it, the

Vivienne a reassuring look before respectfully addressing Arthur, "I only came to seek your opinion. As for the uncles, I will personally visit them and ensure you are not put

temporarily

the Perez brothers, a dark gleam

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

the quieter it is, the more likely

The next day.

abstaining from cooking, the family

new chef's cooking, saying she can't get used to

find someone else." Yorick said

new chef could take days. Maybe, for now,

Yorick's glare made his

just concerned

cold smile, "You could move in with her, show your filial piety

but he dared not say another

of

then, the butler hurried in, reporting to Yorick, "Sir,

"They've got some

it?" Vivienne suddenly

She came to personally apologize to the young master, kneeling outside our front gate,

she doesn't receive the young master's forgiveness, she won't rise

tone indifferent, "If she enjoys kneeling so much,

turning to Yorick, "Dad, I've finished

with her, he instructed the butler, "Let her kneel further away, don't let her dirty the Linklater family's grounds." Yorick remained silent, but his anger was

Wright family, a prominent family in Rivenwood, had allowed their young to act so disgracefully, tarnishing their reputation. Especially Alyssa, harboring ill intentions towards Arthur and showing maliciousness, was no good at

his head down, not daring

questioning if he had water in his brain

again, the Linklater family