Opening a durian with my bare hands?

Charles tensed.

The fruit was covered in thorns. It was close to impossible to open it without using any tools.

Even the smile on Zendaya’s face disappeared. She had initially wanted her brother to just bully Charles a little, but it seemed like the situation was out of control.

Her brother’s first request was ruthless.

She weakly tugged Benedict’s sleeve and muttered, “Benny, it’s hard to open a durian. If Uncle Charles uses his bare hands, he’s going to bleed a lot.”

Benedict furrowed his brows, a hint of annoyance manifesting on his face. “If he can’t fulfill my request, then he can leave immediately and never bother me again.”

“I can. I’ve promised you that I’ll do it, and I won’t go back on my words.”

With that, Charles gave him a gentle smile.

Benedict spotted the smile and huffed. He then clasped his hands together and looked out of the window. “Then hurry up and do it.”

Charles took out the durian from the bag. He observed it for a while, wondering where he should start.

Every once in a while, he would glance at Benedict, who had a merciless expression on his face.

A quiet laugh escaped his lips. Benedict was so much like Cedrick.

He was surprised that the boy could think of something so heartless at his young age.

If Zendaya was the flower of a rose, then Benedict had to be the thorns of the rose.

As expected of Cedrick’s son… Charles lamented in his mind before trying to open the durian.

Alas, the shell was too tough, and the thorns were too many. There was nowhere he could put his fingers to pull the fruit apart.

Meanwhile, Zendaya was nervously watching from the side.

open? Just forget about it. I don’t want

the three requests. If he can’t do it as a man, then don’t go anywhere

don’t think Uncle Charles can actually

she said that, a thumping sound rang in the

struck the durian in one

the momentary pain instead of dragging out the situation. It seemed like he would have to shed some blood to satisfy Benedict anyway, so after a while of studying the durian, Charles made up his mind to simply strike

trained in the Central Intelligence Agency, his judgment and decision-making skills were

children, and even Benedict craned his neck

You’re awesome, Uncle Charles! The durian

fixed on the yellowish

was expressionless and

won’t pose a challenge

soon noticed something

you so pale? Why is your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed the hand he had used to strike

blood, and his fingers

Does it hurt, Uncle Charles? Let me blow the pain

and

glad to see Zendaya feeling bad for him. He smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long as I get to fulfill your brother’s request, this is just

did not speak, but his eyes were fixed on his bleeding

of the virus. Charles’ hand is already a mangled mess. I’m sure it hurts

in pain after the misery

with a small smile, “I’m

the split durian into two parts. To avoid his blood dripping onto the flesh, he took out a pair of disposable gloves and a plate from the

of the

entire time, he was calm and elegant, the look in his

for your health, so don’t be too greedy. Keep the unfinished flesh

Charles’ blood-filled glove

treat your wound first.

up her face, an evident sign of

completed my first request. Go to the professor to get your wound treated. I don’t want

face too. “Then enjoy

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