”Gerald, hurry up and cut the watermelon! D*mn it. Why did you bring the whole watermelon back here? Are you stupid? Why didn’t you ask the person to cut the watermelon for you before bringing it back to us? I’m speechless!”

Sara also said unceremoniously to Gerald without even regarding him as an outsider at this time.

D*mn it. If all of you have not been so eagerly waiting to eat the watermelon, I would have waited to cut the watermelon there.

D*mn it!

Gerald cursed in secret.

He could only cut the watermelon.

Where should he cut it?

He could not possibly cut it on the ground.

Hmm?

Oh, he got it! He could just use the hood of the car as a fruit table to cut the watermelon! After all, it was not easy for the paint on the Reventon to come off.

As he thought about this, Gerald walked over to the car.

Bang.

He threw a bag of mineral water directly on the hood of the Lamborghini.

After that, he put the watermelon on the hood before he started cutting it with the knife.

This