Chapter 32 Marry Me, Jean!

“What’s that?!” Suddenly, the announcer yelped as a car burst forth from the dusty paths.

“The Dark Horse lives! Look at it gallop! This is the highlight of the competition. No! This is the highlight of the season! Watch them overcome this dead-end road! The Dark Horse has conquered both the lands and the hills!”

How did they manage to overcome this dead-end path?

Edgar stared at the car on the screen. Despite the wonky back tires and the terrible dents on the body of the car, the Dark Horse burst through the final line as the winner, earning a deafening cheer from the crowd.

The cold look in Edgar’s eyes melted away as he stared at the screen.

Stumbling back to his seat, he raised his head and growled. “Did you ask me to award them just now?”

Mr. Lane turned to Edgar, awestruck flushing his cheeks. “Yes, if that pleases you.”

Ben and Jean removed their helmets at the ending line as they drank the cheers of the crowd around them.

“We won!” Ben yelled as his team crowded around him and Jean, embracing them in relief and joy.

“Ben, you nearly gave us a heart attack!”

“Are you alright, Jean? Your brains and his brawn are so compatible!”

hug around

but she

he was afraid

died

if she was not with Ben, whom she had been working with a

to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious

Jonathan’s arm as he strode

not to drag

her eyes, she took her helmet off as she stomped towards the stage for

both of them

her aside,

partner only to see a scrape on his

she

her eyes when she saw his slight wound and looked down. Steeling his resolve, he grabbed her wrists. “I told you that I had something to tell you if

Jean nodded.

pockets in his pants.”Congratulations, Mr. Ludwig.” Edgar’s voice cut through the

looking elegant and prideful as royalty. Addressing Edgar, his intention was to grab Jean’s attention. His eyes traveled from the top of her head to the

momentarily as he suddenly saw Ben grasping her wrists. “I didn’t expect the competition to be

sorry to disappoint you, but we won!

and added bluntly. “Ten thousand isn’t much to me. If poverty is

obviously trying to

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