Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

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 sped right

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

in

but the cars

car accident was going to happen with the

into the innermost lane and hit

other vehicles were fine and

hit her head against the dashboard, causing blood to gush from the

Abel’s number but before she

was currently in a meeting with the senior management

ringing of his

Emmeline’s number flashing on

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised

was no movement besides the

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

drinking water when Abel kicked his door open, startling

Mr. Abel?

down Emma’s location through

second before responding

a minute later.

“Falmouth? The highway?”

there?

there’s no doubt that Ms.

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

something happen to Ms.

and immediately made a

They left immediately after…

being disturbed in meetings but Emmeline’s number fleshing on the screen hed him rushing to pick up

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised

no movement besides the sound of

for the chief essistent’s office with

weter when Abel kicked his door open,

Abel?

down Emme’s locetion through her

froze for e split second before responding eloud,