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!”

anger, but she was quickly distracted by a tall

he send Jonathan because he was afraid that I would

gritted her teeth in disgust. They would have died even if

what would happen if she was not with Ben, whom she had been working with

reason they had to go through the narrow path was due to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious actions!

as he strode

to drag

her helmet off as she stomped towards the stage for

for both of them

her aside, knowing

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

because she

wound and looked down. Steeling his resolve, he grabbed her wrists.

Jean nodded.

Ben began as he rummaged through the pockets in his pants.”Congratulations, Mr. Ludwig.” Edgar’s voice cut through

intention was to grab Jean’s attention. His eyes traveled from the top of

Ben grasping her

smile was tight as she stepped between the men. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but we won! Your

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

obviously trying to rile us

“Mr. Royden, I’d suggest for you to increase the cash prizes then. You wouldn’t