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

he was afraid that

They would have died even if they made a slight

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

due to Jonathan and Brad’s

Jonathan’s arm as

“Tell Edgar not to drag other

her helmet off as

after her, only for both of them to

he pulled her aside, knowing

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

hurt because she was

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

Jean nodded.

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

in his black suit, 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 tips of her toes, ensuring that she was safe and

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

men. “I’m sorry

me. If poverty is something you’re concerned about,

trying to rile us

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