The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

I don’t want to eat durian anymore.

was the one who agreed to the three requests. If he can’t

Uncle Charles can

said that, a thumping sound rang

had lifted his hand and struck 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

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

children, and even Benedict craned his neck

out, “Wow! You really opened it! You’re awesome, Uncle Charles! The durian flesh smells, but the smellier it is, the

her lips, her bright eyes fixed on the yellowish flesh of

expressionless and

never thought this won’t pose a challenge

soon noticed

is your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed the hand

completely covered in blood, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably. Even

hurt, Uncle Charles? Let

huffed and puffed at

glad to see Zendaya feeling bad for him. He smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long as I get to

eyes were fixed on

when I’m not bleeding or vomiting blood because of the virus. Charles’ hand is already a mangled mess. I’m sure it

much better seeing you in pain after the misery I

with a small smile, “I’m glad you’re

blood dripping onto

of the fruit

and elegant, the

your health, so don’t be too greedy. Keep the unfinished flesh in the refrigerator so that you can have

heart raced when she saw Charles’ blood-filled glove and smelled the

your wound first. Will

and she had scrunched up her

my first request. Go to the professor to get your wound treated. I don’t want Zendaya passing out from

the pallor on her face too. “Then enjoy your fruit. I’ll