Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 32

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!”

Ben let out a cackle and gave Jean a one-handed hug around her shoulder. “I’ll go through the fire for Jean!”

surroundings to find Jonathan stomping around in anger, but she

afraid that I would win? Such a despicable

teeth in disgust. They would have died even if

if she was not

through the narrow path was due to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious actions! And perhaps, they were spurred

as he strode towards

actions. “Tell Edgar not to drag other people into our bad history. It reflects

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

after her, only for both of them to meet Edgar and

pulled her aside, knowing that

her partner only to see a scrape on his forehead and felt her

because she was in his

wound and looked down. Steeling his resolve, he grabbed her wrists. “I told you that I had something to tell you if we

Jean nodded.

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

to grab Jean’s attention. His eyes traveled from

suddenly saw Ben grasping her wrists. “I didn’t expect

between the men. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but we won! Your prize will be mine

thousand isn’t much to me. If poverty is something you’re concerned

obviously trying to rile us

suggest for you to increase the cash prizes then. You wouldn’t mind, right? SInce ten thousand isn’t a lot to