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.

nervously watching from the

very hard to open? Just forget about it. I don’t want to eat durian anymore. I’ll think of another way to get

to the three requests. If he can’t do it as a man,

I don’t think Uncle Charles can actually open

as she said that, a thumping sound rang in

and struck the durian in

out the situation. It seemed like he would have to shed some

was once trained in the Central Intelligence

of the children, and even Benedict craned his neck

The durian flesh smells, but the

fixed on the yellowish flesh of the

was expressionless and

won’t pose

noticed something amiss with

Why is your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed the hand he had used to strike the durian and

Charles’ hand was completely covered in blood, and

Does it hurt, Uncle Charles? Let me

huffed and puffed at

smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long

his eyes were

the virus.

much better seeing you in pain after the misery I had

a small smile, “I’m glad

avoid his blood dripping onto the flesh, he took out a pair of disposable

he took out the flesh of the fruit and placed them on the

he was calm and elegant, the look in his

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

when she saw Charles’ blood-filled glove and smelled the metallic scent in

wound first. Will you die? This looks scary.

had scrunched up her face, an evident sign

the professor to get your wound treated. I don’t

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