Edgar and His Destined Wife

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!”

Jean a one-handed hug around her shoulder. “I’ll go through

surroundings to find Jonathan stomping around in anger, but she was quickly

he was afraid

have died

if she was not with Ben, whom she

to go through the narrow path was due to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious actions! And perhaps, they were spurred on by

as

his actions. “Tell Edgar not to drag other people into our bad history. It reflects badly

off as

her, only for both of

he pulled her aside, knowing that

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

because she was in

Steeling his resolve, he grabbed

Jean nodded.

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

Jean’s attention. His eyes traveled from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, ensuring that she was safe

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

tight as she stepped between the men. “I’m sorry

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

obviously trying to rile us