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.

was nervously watching from the

is it very hard to open? Just forget about it. I don’t want to eat

though you think that you’re whispering. He was the one who agreed to the three

don’t think Uncle Charles can actually

soon as she said that, a thumping sound rang in

had lifted his hand and struck

dragging out the situation. It seemed like he would have to shed some blood to satisfy Benedict anyway, so

who was once trained in the Central Intelligence Agency, his judgment and

the children, and even Benedict craned his neck to look

awesome, Uncle Charles! The durian flesh smells, but the smellier it

her lips, her bright eyes fixed on the

was expressionless

this won’t pose a challenge

noticed something amiss

Why is your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed

in blood, and his fingers were shaking

hurt, Uncle Charles? Let me blow the pain

then huffed and puffed at his

her, “I’m fine.

did not speak, but his eyes were fixed

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

in pain after the misery I had to go through

with a small

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

the fruit and placed them on the

entire time, he was calm and elegant, the look

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

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

you should treat your wound first. Will you die?

pale, and she had scrunched up her

to the professor to get your wound treated. I don’t want Zendaya passing out from fright

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