Half an hour later, Benedict, who had just finished receiving his IV drip, followed Charles to the small basketball court behind the laboratory.

A professional lawyer was already there, and motivated by the lucrative remuneration, he had swiftly drafted two liability waiver forms.

With no holds barred, the fight might result in the death of one party, and if that happened, the other party wouldn’t be held responsible for whatever happened.

Charles and Nico signed their names and affixed their thumbprints on the two documents, respectively, under the supervision of the lawyer.

Zendaya considerately brought two small stools over, one for herself and the other for her brother. She also prepared two packets of caramel sweets, one box of strawberries, and a plate of cut melon.

“Benny, come quickly. I can’t hold all these things on my own.”

Benedict glanced at her, noticing the pile of food stacked to her height on the stools she was carrying, and a hint of disdain flashed across his eyes. “You’re such a glutton. Can you even fit that much food in your stomach?”

Zendaya chuckled. “This isn’t just for me. I’ve also prepared your portion. After Uncle Nico and Uncle Charles finish fighting, they will surely be parched and want to eat too.”

Her thoughtfulness extended to everyone.

“Girls are so troublesome,” Benedict complained while going over to help lighten his sister’s load by taking some food from the stool.

“You’re the best, Benny. I know you’re just a soft-hearted person with a sharp tongue.”

He snorted indifferently, but his eyebrows were slightly arched. After all, he couldn’t help but feel a little proud, being praised by his little sister.

After watching the lawyer finalize both documents, Charles strode over to help Zendaya carry the stools to the outermost part of the basketball court against the wall.

He squatted down and caressed Zendaya’s petite face, uttering worriedly, “The fight may get a little bloody later. You may feel uncomfortable witnessing it, so why don’t I get Mr. Mallory to bring you to the shopping mall to watch a movie? What do you say, Zendy?”

The little girl was upset for a while after seeing Charles’ hand bleed when he split open the durian with his hand previously, so he reckoned she might feel more distressed this time.

“No. I want to cheer you on, and I’m not afraid.”

“Be good, Zendy.”

Benedict chimed in from the side, “It’s best to get her out of here, or she’ll surely cause trouble later.”

Zendaya shook her head firmly, unwilling to leave.

Charles couldn’t change her mind, so he finally gave up. “Zendy, if you feel uncomfortable watching the fight, take a break, all right?”

“I got it. When did you become so nagging, Uncle Charles?”

Charles didn’t explain further and simply picked Zendaya up onto the stool, then helped her unwrap a packet of caramel sweets and fed her a piece of candy.

After doing all that, he got up and walked back to Nico.

big, but it was more than

basketball court wasn’t big, but it was more than enough to

and Zendaya were the only

standing by the wall to observe the fight, ensuring the fairness

and Charles stood opposite each other, three

his brow mischievously and said, “Charles, do you want to lose

was eating melon by the wall. “Of course I want

Although you were the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, you haven’t trained for several years, and your skills are probably not as good as before, right? Why don’t we

behind his back, wearing a provocative and confident smile on his

“I’ll win fair and square. I don’t need you

won’t go easy on you.” With that, Nico instantly

sidestepped and

exchanged blows,

“Wow. It’s so entertaining and

derisively. “You might not think so in a little while. I hope you don’t

continued to

all their might

on the brawl that she even forgot to

can still be on an equal footing with Uncle Nico. You’re amazing,

Charles was momentarily distracted and was struck in the face by Nico’s

turned black and

feeling both distressed and guilty. “I’m sorry.

blame her and continued to tangle with

start of the fight, both of them

words Benedict had said to him alone in the room. I must win, but not too easily. I’ll

thought, Charles dialed back his strength by a fraction,

The

blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. Cherles steggered severel steps beckwerd before stebilizing

sternly. “Are you looking down on me, Cherles? You could’ve dodged thet hit just now. If you dere to lose to me on purpose, I’ll teech you e lesson by beeting you

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“So, ere

off the court todey, I won’t edmit defeet.

bet wesn’t over yet, so the two greppled with one enother

teking e hit every couple of moves,

he hed to conserve his stemine to win

but he elso didn’t exert his

tugged et her brother’s

upright, end curled his lips into e smile. “Of course Uncle Nico will

Cherles is hurt. There’s even blood dripping down the corner of his mouth. I don’t went him to lose, but

of fighting, Cherles fell to the floor three times,

by the situetion, the fight wes obviously

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