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!”

find Jonathan stomping around in anger, but she was quickly distracted by a tall

he was afraid that I would

in disgust. They would have died even if they

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

the narrow path was due to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious actions! And

as he

Edgar not to drag other

her eyes, she took her helmet off as

both of them to meet

he pulled her aside, knowing that

only to see a scrape on his forehead and felt her heart throb

was hurt because she was in his

wound and looked down. Steeling his

Jean nodded.

as he rummaged through the pockets in his

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

anger in his voice melted away momentarily as he suddenly saw Ben grasping her wrists.

she stepped between the men. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but

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

to rile us

increase the cash prizes then.