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.

Zendaya was nervously watching from the

want to eat durian anymore. I’ll think of another way to get Benny

frowned. “Zendaya, I can hear you even though you think that you’re whispering. He was the one who agreed to the three requests. If he can’t do it

think Uncle

she said that, a

struck the durian in one

have to shed some blood to satisfy Benedict anyway, so after a while of studying the durian, Charles made up

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

attention of the children, and even Benedict

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

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

was expressionless and

this won’t pose

noticed something amiss

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

in blood, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably. Even his veins

bleeding so badly! Does it hurt, Uncle Charles? Let me blow

and

He smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long as I get to fulfill your brother’s request, this is just something

his eyes were fixed on

makes it sound like it’s nothing. My body hurts even when I’m not bleeding or vomiting blood because of the virus. Charles’ hand is already a mangled mess. I’m sure it hurts way more than I’ve

much better seeing you in pain after the misery I

responded with a small smile, “I’m glad

into two parts. To avoid his blood dripping onto

of the fruit and placed

was calm and elegant, the look in his

Keep the unfinished flesh in the refrigerator so that you can have

glove and

wound first. Will you die? This looks

had scrunched up her face, an

Go to the professor to get your wound treated.

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