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!”

to find Jonathan stomping around in anger, but she was

he was afraid that I

disgust. They would have died even

imagine what would happen if she was not with Ben, whom

they had to go through the narrow path was due to Jonathan and Brad’s

Jonathan’s arm as he

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

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

for both of them

frowned as he pulled her aside, knowing that he had

her partner only to see a scrape on his forehead and

was hurt because she was

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

Jean nodded.

began as he rummaged through the pockets in his pants.”Congratulations, Mr. Ludwig.”

grab Jean’s attention. His eyes traveled

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

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

sighed and added bluntly. “Ten thousand isn’t much to me. If poverty is something you’re concerned about, we have a

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