The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 653 Bout Between Racers

If Emmeline were an average driver instead of a professional racer, she would’ve crashed and either suffered severe injuries or died.

If Emmeline were an average driver instead of a professional racer, she would’ve crashed and either suffered severe injuries or died.

She made a sharp turn in a nick of time to shift the Bugatti into another lane.

Another car was about to collide with the back but she shifted gears again and allowed it to pass.

That was when a black sedan got in her way.

Another black car collided with the back of the Bugatti.

It shocked her. For two cars to sandwich her this way meant that they were after her!

Sh*t!

Who’s targeting me?

These people are enemies!

The road signs showed that she was still six miles away from the Falmouth intersection.

The number of vehicles in the area dwindled.

For the two cars to trap her so thoroughly meant they wanted something.

Emmeline, relying on her professional racing skills, continued to dodge them with neither being able to keep her in place for long.

They suddenly launched an attack to push the Bugatti toward the concrete barrier in the middle of the highway.

It would be inevitable for the car to flip at such high speeds if she crashed into the barrier.

That would end in a fatal car crash.

Sweat began to bead on her forehead.

The pincer attack clued her in that they were also professional racers whose skills were comparable to hers.

She couldn’t sit back and wait any longer.

She tightened her grip on the steering wheel to look for an opportunity to make her escape.

They were reaching the end of Falmouth’s highway.

waited for the perfect time to swerve

stop her from making the turn while the one in front of

again in danger of being crushed between

left but

a car accident was going to happen with the

into the innermost lane and hit

the other vehicles were fine

dashboard,

before she could say

in a meeting with the senior management in the conference

sudden ringing of his phone had

meetings but Emmeline’s number flashing on the

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised his

movement besides

and left for the chief assistant’s office with phone in

when Abel kicked his door open, startling him

Abel?

Emma’s location through her phone right

for a split second

looked up from the computer a minute later. “Ms. Louise

“Falmouth? The highway?”

be there? Could she still have her head in the

that Ms. Louise is

emergency services,” Abel commanded. “Something may have happened to Emma. We’re

something happen to

made a call to

They left immediately after…

meetings but Emmeline’s number fleshing on

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised

besides the

out of his seet end left for the chief essistent’s office with phone

drinking weter when Abel kicked his door open, stertling him into

Mr. Abel? W-Whet’s the

through her phone right

e split second before responding eloud,