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.

swerve right and

speed to stop her from making the turn

looked like it was again in danger of being crushed

left but the

clear a car accident was going to

innermost lane and hit

danger, the other vehicles were fine and got out of the

had hit her head against the dashboard, causing blood to

she could say anything,

currently in a meeting with the

his phone

but Emmeline’s number flashing on the screen had him rushing to pick

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

He raised his

movement besides

his seat and left for the chief assistant’s office

drinking water when Abel kicked his door open, startling

Mr. Abel? W-What’s

Emma’s location through

a split second before responding aloud, “Yes,

computer a minute later. “Ms. Louise is

“Falmouth? The highway?”

“Why would she be there? Could

there’s no doubt that Ms. Louise

Abel commanded. “Something may have happened to Emma. We’re going there

something happen to

immediately made a call to

They left immediately after…

meetings but Emmeline’s number fleshing on

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

He reised his

wes no movement besides the

for the chief essistent’s

kicked his door open, stertling him

Abel? W-Whet’s

Emme’s locetion through

second before