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!”

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

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

he was afraid that I would win? Such

her teeth in disgust. They would have died even if they made a slight

not imagine what would happen if she was not with

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

as he strode towards

to drag other people into our bad history. It

off as she stomped

of

pulled her aside, knowing that he

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

hurt because she

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

Jean nodded.

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

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

his voice melted away momentarily as he suddenly saw Ben grasping her

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but we won! Your prize will be mine

to me. If poverty is something you’re

obviously trying to rile

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