Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 471

Chapter 471

A few days before the competition, each team member found some insider information.

"I heard that the investors have their eye on those from Dark Horse. Don't tell me that they're the favorites for first place?"

"Not necessarily. It might be their enemies trying to take the opportunity..."

Wild guesses started to spread amongst the contestants.

As Sonny listened to Franklin speak angrily, he could only sigh and console Franklin.

"We will leave this to Ben and Jean. All we must do is make sure that the race is one hundred percent safe. What happened to Ben can't happen again. Do you understand?" Franklin nodded furiously.

"Don't worry, Sonny. From now until the race, I'll keep close to the car.I don't believe that those people can play any tricks."

Sonny nodded and walked out. His cell phone rang, and he answered.

After listening for a moment, he ran out like a madman.

Franklin looked at him from behind and was frightened.

"What happened? Why did Sonny panic?"

That night, Sonny didn't return.

Everyone thought he went to settle race matters and was dealing with the organizing committee, but no one thought that Sonny would still be uncontactable half an hour before the race started. "His cell phone location signal is lost as well. Where on earth did Sonny go?"

Franklin panicked.

"It's all my fault.I should have stopped him."

"There's no use in saying such things.I think someone is playing a trick on us. Ben, you're the team's backbone, so we'll follow your advice. Are we still racing?"

Zackie said in a low voice.

"If we know that something is going to happen, why don't we withdraw?"

After all, ever since Ben had announced his retirement, their team had only existed in spirit and name. Their recent races hadn't been great.

Maybe the heavens were sending them a sign and telling them it was time to give up.

In an instant, everyone hung their heads. No one wanted to face such a difficult situation.

After all, they couldn't push Ben and Jean into desperate straits.

On the other end, Jean jumped down the steps.

"It's almost time.Let's go."

She called out to Ben before grabbing her helmet and walking out.

At the end of the corridor was the racecourse.

It was a swamp with sand pits, and the skies were covered densely with dark clouds.

According to the weather forecast, there would be lightning and thunder.

"Ms.Eyer..."

Franklin went over in a hurry.

"Are you racing?"Jean asked seriously, "Didn't you say that you would protect these two cars and keep close to them? Did you do it?"

Franklin nodded.

"Of course.I slept in the garage."

"Then what do I have to be worried about?"

Jean's smile deepened.

Her eyes were bright yet firm.

"Leave the rest tous"

On the other end, Ben looked down to fasten his belt.

"Brothers, Dark Horse must win this battle."

If they lost, he would take responsibility.

"Once we get into the cars, keep an eye on Jean. Do you understand?"

Ben went close to Zackie.

"Don't let her know that I switched cars with her."

Zackie nodded.

"I understand.Sonny told us about it."

Before Jean got into the car, she didn't know she was driving Ben's car.

There was a total of ten racers.

Jean, Ben, and Edgar took up three spots.

After she got into the car, Jean glanced at the side.

Ten cars! Edgar came to race instead of staying in the hospital? His hand...

Jean glanced in a certain direction. She only came to one conclusion after pondering the whole night. She had to win to make Sherry's plans fall through. She gripped the steering wheel and stared straight at the ramp ahead.

Looking at the umpire's gestures, she regulated her feelings and focused all her attention on the race.

Sonny wasn't around, Ben was concerned about the team, and Edgar's hand was injured. She could only break through to make the race end as soon as possible.

Sherry is waiting in the stands to see the excitement, isn't she? To see the three of them get into trouble in the race.

"Then wait and see"

Jean put on her helmet, and her grip tightened.

As the flags flew, all the racers sped off within a few seconds.

Dust clouds flew, and the audience looked closely at the race.

As loud music played on the racecourse, the atmosphere became livelier.

The organizing manager, Mr.Higgins, sat in the stands.

He looked carefully at Sherry, who was next to him.

"Ms.Summer, the two racers from Dark Horse have entered the racecourse' Sherry smiled lightly.

"I can see that."

"Then..."

Mr.Higgins wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to.

"I've read local reports. Every year, some racers get into accidents and get injured in this race. There was even a car that overturned a few days ago at the practice race. It's normal for a car to overturn in the official race, isn't it?"

Sherry's smile deepened. Her gaze was fixed on the race as if looking forward to seeing an accident happen.

Hearing what she said, Mr.Higgins was startled.

"Ms.Summer, don't tell me that you invested in this race just to see racers get hurt?"

Sherry blinked.

Her fair and pretty face had maliciousness and scheming that was hard to ignore.

"Of course. Otherwise, who would invest tens of millions in a dumb competition like this?"

Using such an amount to exchange Jean and Edgar's lives was a good deal.

But as soon as she said it, there were footsteps behind both of them.

"Mr.Royden!"

Mr.Higgins immediately stood up and gave his seat to Edgar before he quietly stood at the side.

Sherry's eyes were filled with surprise.

"Why are you here? Who's on the..."

She was stupefied. She watched as Edgar sat down in a calm and composed manner.

There wasn't a trace of injury on him, and there was a strong air around him from head to toe.

When he lifted his eyes, the coldness that burst forth from his eyes was impossible to resist.

"I've disappointed Ms.Summer and Pinnacle Group in being so lucky" he said with a deep and cold smile.

Sherry gritted her teeth fiercely.

She pointed at him and asked Mr.Higgins, "What kind of an organizer are you? As a racer, he found someone to impersonate him and race on his behalf!"

Edgar's fingers were pressed against his temples. He laughed lightly.

"Sherry, how much confidence did the Summer family give you to make you naively think that you can control other people's lives with just tens of millions?"

She made her move in front of him. She had overestimated herself.

Sherry was furious, and her chest heaved up and down as she stared straight at Edgar's face.

"You're not qualified to be on equal footing with me. You have nothing right now. You're just the Royden family's stray dog!"

Sherry gritted her teeth in hatred. So what if this man had a noble presence? He had no power, status, or support from being Royden Group's president. He was just a good-looking man. He still had to watch out for others.

"Heh. The word 'stray dog' is better suited to describe Andy"