Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 123 After the Race

Jean furrowed her eyebrows. “Mr. Royden, it’s my freedom to choose who I associate with. You should worry about yourself.” She looked at him icily.

He had no right to chide her with their current relationship. Even if she couldn’t put up with it anymore, what did it have to do with him?

“If you called me on the car just to say this rubbish to me, then please stop the car now, Mr. Royden.” He took out the bracelet gift box and chucked it at her.

“Take this as a reward for handling the Oprah couple for me,” he said stiffly and raised his head. “stop the car at the front, Mr. Hughes.”

Giving the box a brief look, Jean took it and got off the car. There’s no such thing as a free lunch. Even so, Jean had no choice in her situation. If Edgar had dug a hole and told her to jump into it, she would have to do as he said with a smile on her face.

That is how the world works. She took a few steps and turned back to the car driving away. “Surprisingly, he didn’t lose his temper.”

…

Three days later, on the night before the Thunderbolt Cup. Jean received a call from Sonny.

“Our co-driver for Dark Horse had an emergency. The race is tomorrow, but we can’t find a substitute. If you have time, can you help us one more time? Don’t worry, I won’t let you work for nothing. Shall we split the prize money three to seven?”

Sonny was worried that she would disagree and quickly added, “Ben refused to get you to help at first. But the race is coming up, and I just couldn’t find anyone to help.”

It would be Saturday the next day, and Jean had free time. “Sure, I’ll help. But you should try continuing your search. If there’s anyone that is more suitable…”

“You are our one and only outstanding candidate! No one could compete with you, our goddess of victory!” He slapped his thigh in joy as Jean agreed. “I think I can make an order for a celebratory dinner now.”

Early the next morning, Ben came to fetch Jean. He was quiet, unlike usual. Jean leaned her head against her head and faced him. “Are you nervous?”

He shook his head. His hand was gripping the steering wheel. “Is there trouble among the crew again?”

He kept silent and sighed. “Hmm.” “You shouldn’t get on the field if there’s something on your mind,” Jean advised sensibly. Once they entered the track, there would be no turning back. No one could bear the consequences if anything were to happen during the race.

The car came to a stop outside the racing tracks. The sound of engines was rumbling throughout the place. Ben laughed out of the blue. His dark eyes shone brightly. “Jean, will you give me a chance? Let’s have a talk after the race.”

he distracted

him a thumbs up. After they registered, they headed to their respective

trying on a helmet when she heard two workers gossiping. “Did you hear that Dark Horse had a fallout with his

forced him to get engaged to a young woman from

the person he likes is the one he proposed to on stage during the

“Shh! Not so loud!”

the workers had left, then walked out. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed

needed to have a

on either side of the racetracks were

sat in the VIP

He’s estimated to arrive at Yorktown

the apartment is

“I understand, Mr. Royden.”

on the screen, and there was an unreadable expression on

Group had terminated their contract with Ludwig Group. It wasn’t that he bore a grudge against Ben. He just wasn’t satisfied with

were successful. This time around, Edgar decided to restructure his company internally. At the same time, the group had terminated cooperation with a few old company

Group was one of

Ben received

family for dinner tonight. You must come after your race, alright? There is a lot of trouble in your father’s company this time. It’s all Edgar Royden’s handiwork behind our

hearing the complaints

to go. You can tell me about

your parents? You know that so much trouble has come up in our company. Only your engagement to Ally will save our

you’re next

in a low voice. “Mom, I beg you. Let

family. There were certain things that

and smiled. “That’s the right thing to do. Mom believes you’ll make the

hung up the phone, drained by the call. He

that the correct decision for him to

from the fans in the audience

“Dark Horse! Dark Horse!”