My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 459

Ernest looked at Florence, who was teary-eyed, knowing that he had indeed scared her just now.

He reached out his fingers and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

“Okay. I won’t do it again.”

He gently and patiently reassured her and whispered in front of her, “The reason I blindfolded myself just now was not a risk, but a sure win.”

Such a death race depended on the opponent’s psychological quality, whether they could bear it to the end, and it was totally risking their lives.

Even if he was blindfolded, how could he be so sure of winning?

Ernest patiently explained to her, “This race is all about one’s psychological quality and limit of endurance. Benjamin must have checked out all of Clarence’s information and predicted that Clarence was timid in nature and would definitely unable to bear it, making the turn and admit defeat. But I’m not Clarence. Benjamin is convinced that Clarence won’t last until the end, so he won’t make the turn too. In the end…”

He didn’t finish his words, but the meaning was clear.

The two cars would have collided, and they would be dead too.

Florence broke out in a cold sweat, and she felt a pang of fear and panic.

She was so worried that she hadn’t even thought of such a danger.

Ernest added, “To win this game, I had to destroy Benjamin’s belief in himself winning this. So, I blindfolded myself to act brave, impulsive and reckless. And when Benjamin was afraid that I’m surely not admitting defeat nor making a turn, he was bound to make the turn at the last moment.”

Ernest had predicted all of it. And the result was precisely what he had expected.

It seemed like a dangerous move and yet a sure win situation.

Florence couldn’t tell what she felt in her heart as if she was finally relieved, and she also felt that the man in front of her was indeed powerful.

It seemed that everything was within his grasp.

She didn’t need to worry too much as he would handle it well.

Stanford walked down the platform, looking at Ernest with admiration.

As a man, Clarence’s boldness was something he admired.

“Clarence, you’re awesome. Two wins in three games and one tied. You’ve beaten him out!”

Phoebe said happily as she walked beside Stanford.

Then, she looked at Benjamin and said sarcastically, “Mr. Turner, are you convinced now? You shouldn’t have proposed any bet if you had known that you couldn’t beat Clarence. It’s a bit humiliating now that you’ve lost so badly.”

Benjamin was still sitting in the car, and his face looked gloomy and terrible.

Not only was it a disgrace, but he would also have no face if this got out.

Damned it.

Benjamin and Clarence were at daggers drawn!

“I have things to do. I’ll leave now.”

Kicking the door open, Benjamin got out of the car and walked down the hills with a blank face.

There was still a long way to the bottom of the mountain, and it would take a long time to walk. They had all come up by a car, but in this situation now, Benjamin would also feel humiliated if he had stayed any longer.

He just wanted to disappear immediately.

Ernest gazed at Benjamin’s gloomy back, and then looking at Phoebe, he advised remarkably, “Phoebe, Benjamin is still the young master of the Turner family, and the Turner family is a prestigious family. Now that you’ve dissed him so much, he might do something against you if he holds a grudge against you. I’m afraid your family, with their little power, won’t be able to protect you.”

Phoebe was taken aback as he looked at Ernest in confusion.

It was her who had personally brought Ernest here. Hence, she naturally knew this man in disguise very well was Ernest Hawkins, an influential and over-mighty person in City N and the first heir to the Turner family. His status and power were twice Benjamin’s.