Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 164 Is It Worth It?

He could persuade others, but he had no way with Jean Eyer when she was stubbornly in a temper. “There’s still six days. I will practice and minimize the risks.” Jean Eyer had thought this out well.

Ben Ludwig saw her firm gaze and was momentarily speechless. Jean Eyer flashed a smile all of a sudden. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

It was that smile that hurt Edgar Royden’s eyes. His rage was written all over his face. Even Ben Ludwig, a racer with experience, had such bad injuries in a situation like that. Why should she race for him?

And to break the record! Why did this woman have to gamble her life?

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have kept her. The frosty air that came from Edgar Royden lingered for a long time. Everyone in the office could sense his displeasure, including Ben Ludwig. It was almost as if because of Jean Eyer going on that Edgar Royden…

“Jean Eyer, come out.”

Edgar Royden looked away and left with big strides. Ben Ludwig subconsciously wanted to follow, but Jean Eyer shook her head. “Go prepare at the training ground. I’ll be there shortly.” “But…”

“Ben Ludwig, there’s no chance.” She strode away, following Edgar Royden into a different office. Sonny Kalzarc was at the side pondering. He asked Ben Ludwig in a low voice, “Can she persuade Mr. Royden?”

“I don’t know.” Ben Ludwig looked away, his eyes filled with frost. He only found out after the operation that the two internationally known orthopedic specialists were only invited because of Edgar Royden.

Which also meant that this life that he had was saved by Edgar Royden. But that man might have only done so because of Jean Eyer. Every time Ben Ludwig thought about this, he was annoyed and angry.

“Should we go to the training ground first?” Franklin asked softly. “Staying here isn’t a solution.”

Someone added, “That’s right. If Jean Eyer insists on going on, we must make sure our examinations are done well so that what happened last time won’t happen again.”

Jean Eyer was the last hope for them.

“What do you think, Ben Ludwig?” Sonny Kalzarc still respected his wishes since he brought Jean Eyer into the racing team.

“Jean Eyer technically isn’t one of our racers. Sonny Kalzarc, please go through the formalities. I don’t want others to have an opportunity to make things difficult for us.” Ben Ludwig said this while glancing at Mr. Hoffer.

That gaze was cold to the bone.

Mr. Hoffer immediately gave a dry chuckle. “I’m not that kind of person. I hope your racing team can have a comeback.”

“You better keep your word. Otherwise, I’ll trash your rotten association,” said Ben Ludwig fiercely, before leading the rest of the racing team to the training ground.

He couldn’t help but admit that there wasn’t another way. He was still recovering, and he didn’t have enough strength in his elbow and waist. If he really went on, he might not come back again.

have to

racetrack in

and stared at Jean Eyer

hands held

scarily strong. Jean Eyer gasped in

body withstood the pain under his grasp and squeezed a sliver of a smile on her face. “You’re

with money could ask for the sun and

even if she risked her own life, she wanted to fight

what does my life or death have to do

stuck in his chest. He loathed the

couldn’t she be like Gigi Reece and learn

have to go head-to-head

to pieces if she went against him like

you don’t even value your own life, do whatever you want.” He gritted his teeth

he walked, the stronger the

“Mr. Royden.”

at

extremely important meeting today. He only rushed here because he received last minute news that the Racing Association

furrowed his brow. His restrained gaze was still sharp

on the way, he instructed,

of the Eyer Group, they couldn’t

Jean Eyer had for Ben Ludwig was swirling

entrance of the Eyer Group, and Edgar Royden’s long legs made its way up the stairs. An idea suddenly came to his mind. Maybe Jean Eyer wasn’t

revenge for

of this, Edgar Royden’s face

stunned when he saw this from behind. What was happening to Mr.

started to train in the car. She drove again and again, striving to achieve the best

was just that she hadn’t been

kept increasing, it was still

Ludwig. “Tell her to

in the eyes of Franklin and the racing team slowly faded. One by one, they hung their heads dejectedly

out of the car again. Only Ben Ludwig was

the helmet and asked in a low voice, “It’s still too

the corner of