Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 28

Chapter 28 She Is My Co-driver. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

At the practice track, Ben stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed forward like an arrow shot from a bow. It flew past the starting line at the fastest speed.

According to the internal monitoring screen, Jean navigated the car so wonderfully that one could not bear to look away.

By the time Ben’s car sped through the finishing line, Sonny could not help but clap and shout, “Bravo!”

Then, he ran to the car to receive them.

“Ben, that’s amazing. Where did you find such a brilliant co-driver?”

Ben got out of the car, took off his helmet, and answered in high spirits, “She is my treasured ace.”

“Be sure to win. You guys are lucky. While you were practicing, I received a notification that the competition organizer received additional investments. The top three prizes are all doubled! If you win, the prize money alone is an unbelievable sum.”

“Damn! Which company is so kind to give us this much money?”

“It’s Royden Group. It’s their first time investing in a motor race.”

Ben was rendered speechless. He immediately turned to Jean.

Jean was stunned as it was completely unexpected. After all, Edgar was never interested in motor racing.

Still, since it was money from Royden Group, she felt it would be a shame if she did not take the chance to grab them.

Thus, she fastened her helmet again and indicated to Ben to return to the car. “Ben, I wish to race another two rounds.”

Sonny saw how determined Jean was and praised her, “Wonderful! She’s beautiful and motivated.”

On the other hand, a hint of concern appeared in Ben’s expression.

After this, Jean kept practicing without any rest.

She finally got out of the car exhaustedly when the racetrack closed for the day. Ben waited for her all this while and handed her a bottle of mineral water.

“You should go home and rest. It’s not good for you to overwork yourself.”

Jean was a little absent-minded. She grunted in response and walked beside him with her head down.

That caused her to nearly collide with an electric pole.

Thus, Ben wrapped an arm around her shoulder to steer her to the safe path.

Unknown to them, a luxury car was parked in the distance where a man watched them with cold eyes.

He knew Jean was practicing on this racetrack, so he came to watch her.

Unexpectedly, that was the scene he saw.

Edgar narrowed his eyes and asked sternly, “Is she living with Ben?”

“It’s likely…” Miles suddenly sensed a threatening chill behind him as he spoke.

He coughed and quickly changed his words. “Probably not… I think not.”

He shook his head frantically at the same time.

Thankfully, the chilling aura behind him dissipated. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Edgar looked straight at Miles and asked, “When is their competition?”

Miles replied, “I think it is three days from now.”

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and turned around from the front passenger seat. “Mr. Royden, we have an important tender in three days…”

He instantly saw Edgar’s sharp gaze, which seemed to pierce through his heart. Thus, Miles added softly, “But if needed, I will talk to the other side and ask them to change to another date…”

The car fell into silence.

After some time, Edgar tugged his tie and replied, “No need.”

…

Three days later, the preliminary race for Yorktown district finally kicked off.

By eight o’clock, all of the candidates were ready in their position.

The organizer also arrived early at the site.

“Mr. Lane, I heard you have a new investor.”

A middle-aged man in a suit replied with a grin, “Yes, I was lucky.”

“It is because you organize the competition well. I heard it’s…”

“Mr. Lane!”

Mr. Lane’s expression turned tense, but he had a charming smile by the time he turned around.

“Oh, Mr. Miller, you’re here. Welcome.”

Miles nodded and went to Mr. Lane.

Mr. Lane noticed that Miles was alone and asked, “Mr. Miller, are you here alone? Is Mr. Royden…”

Miles glanced at Mr. Lane calmly.

“Mr. Royden has other matters to attend to, so I’m attending on his behalf. The sponsor doesn’t have to do anything during the preliminaries, right?”

“Yes, that’s true. Mr. Royden’s schedule takes priority.” Mr. Lane smiled charmingly. Even though Mr. Miller is only Mr. Royden’s assistant, I still need to flatter him.