Chapter 1645
The people who judged Charmine became curious instantly, captivated with the way her hands moved.
They grew astonished as they watched the wood pieces merge seamlessly, forming a shape.
Anthony sat on the opposite seat with a cigarette at hand. His eyes never wavered from Charmine, even with the cigarette’s smoke wafting at his face.
He knew his woman would not be as simple.
When Charmine’s eyes narrowed, he already knew that she was about to turn the tables.
Within ten minutes, the random wood pieces and blocks turned into a perfect shape of a large peach.
It did not look like someone had created it with blocks and pieces of wood. There was a gap, and it looked like a delicately carved artwork.
On the surface of the peach were written, [May All Your Wishes Come True.]
This contradicted Zoe's simple [Happy Birthday.]
Everyone stared at Charmine wide-eyed, never once expecting she could turn mere wood into this big peach!
Zoe scoffed, “Isn’t it just putting wood toge

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