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.

the perfect time to swerve right and

car behind her picked up speed to stop her from making the

again in danger of being crushed between

left but the

going to happen with the

swerved into the innermost lane

the danger, the other vehicles were fine and got

hit her head against the dashboard, causing blood to

dialed Abel’s number but before she

was currently in a meeting with

sudden ringing of his phone had

being disturbed in meetings but Emmeline’s number flashing on the screen

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

He raised his

movement besides the sound of

his seat and left for the chief assistant’s

drinking water when Abel kicked his door open, startling him into

Mr. Abel? W-What’s

location through her phone

froze for a split second before

up from the computer a minute later. “Ms. Louise is at Falmouth’s

“Falmouth? The highway?”

aback. “Why would she be there? Could she still have her

no doubt that Ms.

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

happen

immediately made a call to

They left immediately after…

on the screen

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised his

movement besides the sound

of his seet end left for the chief

weter when Abel kicked his door open,

Mr. Abel? W-Whet’s

through her

froze for e split second before responding eloud, “Yes,

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