Edgar and His Destined Wife

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.

Eyer really have to take this

stared at the racetrack in

Royden turned around and stared at Jean Eyer once the door closed. “You

held

was scarily strong. Jean Eyer

smile on her

acknowledged that those with money could ask for the

risked her own life, she wanted

my life or death have to do with

was like a stone stuck

she be like Gigi Reece

to go

to pieces if she went against him

don’t even value your own life, do whatever you want.” He gritted his teeth and finally said that before throwing his hands and walking

more he walked, the stronger the rage in

“Mr. Royden.”

at the entrance

today. He only rushed here because he received last minute news that the Racing Association would change

brow. His restrained gaze was still sharp as

were on the way, he instructed, “Check Mr.

was someone playing tricks behind his back and misusing the name of the Eyer Group, they couldn’t blame him for turning

Eyer had for Ben Ludwig was swirling in

entrance of the Eyer Group, and Edgar Royden’s long legs made its way up the stairs. An idea suddenly came to

revenge for the bankruptcy of

this, Edgar Royden’s face wasn’t as cold as

this from

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

that she hadn’t been the main racer

was still impossible to

the statistical data and shook his head at Ben Ludwig. “Tell her to stop trying. It

seen in the eyes of Franklin and the racing team slowly faded. One by one, they

of the car

helmet and asked in a low voice,

the corner of her lips tightly, trying to figure out