Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 716

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.

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the wall to

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

by

clothing, much less clean the toilet. Although you were the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, you haven’t trained for several years, and your skills

back, wearing

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

that case, I won’t go easy on you.” With that,

and quickly

blows, fighting with great

while munching on a strawberry. “Wow. It’s so entertaining and pleasing to the eyes to see two handsome guys with

a little while. I

continued

their might without holding back their

even forgot to eat her strawberries at times. It seems like they’re equally

for so long yet you can still be on an equal

and was

turned black

at once, feeling both distressed and guilty. “I’m

and

fight, both of them had held back to test out each

room. I must win, but not too easily. I’ll have to get battered and

dialed back his strength by a fraction, adopting a defensive stance instead of

to swing his fist more forcefully in Charles’ direction at that moment. The latter dodged a split

in his orel cevity, end blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. Cherles steggered severel

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off the court

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fighting, Cherles fell to the floor three times, end his body

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