Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 164

Chapter 164 Is It Worth It?

He could persuade others, but he had no way with Jean Eyer when she was stubbornly in a temper. “There’s still six days. I will practice and minimize the risks.” Jean Eyer had thought this out well.

Ben Ludwig saw her firm gaze and was momentarily speechless. Jean Eyer flashed a smile all of a sudden. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

It was that smile that hurt Edgar Royden’s eyes. His rage was written all over his face. Even Ben Ludwig, a racer with experience, had such bad injuries in a situation like that. Why should she race for him?

And to break the record! Why did this woman have to gamble her life?

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have kept her. The frosty air that came from Edgar Royden lingered for a long time. Everyone in the office could sense his displeasure, including Ben Ludwig. It was almost as if because of Jean Eyer going on that Edgar Royden…

“Jean Eyer, come out.”

Edgar Royden looked away and left with big strides. Ben Ludwig subconsciously wanted to follow, but Jean Eyer shook her head. “Go prepare at the training ground. I’ll be there shortly.” “But…”

“Ben Ludwig, there’s no chance.” She strode away, following Edgar Royden into a different office. Sonny Kalzarc was at the side pondering. He asked Ben Ludwig in a low voice, “Can she persuade Mr. Royden?”

“I don’t know.” Ben Ludwig looked away, his eyes filled with frost. He only found out after the operation that the two internationally known orthopedic specialists were only invited because of Edgar Royden.

Which also meant that this life that he had was saved by Edgar Royden. But that man might have only done so because of Jean Eyer. Every time Ben Ludwig thought about this, he was annoyed and angry.

“Should we go to the training ground first?” Franklin asked softly. “Staying here isn’t a solution.”

Someone added, “That’s right. If Jean Eyer insists on going on, we must make sure our examinations are done well so that what happened last time won’t happen again.”

Jean Eyer was the last hope for them.

“What do you think, Ben Ludwig?” Sonny Kalzarc still respected his wishes since he brought Jean Eyer into the racing team.

“Jean Eyer technically isn’t one of our racers. Sonny Kalzarc, please go through the formalities. I don’t want others to have an opportunity to make things difficult for us.” Ben Ludwig said this while glancing at Mr. Hoffer.

That gaze was cold to the bone.

Mr. Hoffer immediately gave a dry chuckle. “I’m not that kind of person. I hope your racing team can have a comeback.”

“You better keep your word. Otherwise, I’ll trash your rotten association,” said Ben Ludwig fiercely, before leading the rest of the racing team to the training ground.

He couldn’t help but admit that there wasn’t another way. He was still recovering, and he didn’t have enough strength in his elbow and waist. If he really went on, he might not come back again.

But did Jean Eyer really have to take this risk for him?

the racetrack in the distance,

Jean Eyer once the

held her

strong.

smile on her face. “You’re only

those with money could

if she risked her own life,

or death

a stone stuck in his chest. He loathed

like Gigi Reece and learn how

did they have to go head-to-head

that she’d be shattered to pieces if she went

He gritted his teeth and finally said that before throwing his hands and walking away

the stronger the rage in

“Mr. Royden.”

was waiting at

only rushed here because he received last minute news that the Racing

furrowed his brow. His restrained gaze

the way, he

behind his back and misusing the name of the Eyer Group, they

for Ben Ludwig was swirling in his mind. His brows wrinkled, and he

at the entrance of the Eyer Group, and Edgar Royden’s long legs made its way up the stairs. An idea suddenly came to his mind. Maybe Jean Eyer wasn’t doing it purely because of Ben Ludwig. Maybe she

revenge for the bankruptcy of the

thought of this, Edgar Royden’s face wasn’t

was stunned when he saw this from behind. What

the afternoon that day, Jean Eyer started to train in the car. She drove again and again, striving to achieve the

hadn’t been the main racer in a

was

his head at Ben Ludwig. “Tell her to stop trying. It has to be

and the racing team slowly faded. One by one, they

got out of the car again.

helmet and asked in a

the yellow sand on the field. She pursed the corner of her

“Jean Eyer.”

a time. Between the handrail, he pulled her