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.

for the perfect time to swerve right

picked up speed to stop her from making

was again in danger of being crushed

but the cars

going to happen with

lane and

other vehicles were fine and

against the dashboard, causing blood to

number but before she could

with the senior management

sudden ringing of his phone

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

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

He raised

no movement besides the

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

drinking water when Abel kicked

Mr. Abel?

Emma’s location through her phone

a split second before responding

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

“Falmouth? The highway?”

be there? Could

doubt that Ms. Louise is

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

something happen

trembled and immediately made a call to emergency

They left immediately after…

on the screen hed

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

He reised his

movement besides the sound

of his seet end left for

when Abel kicked his door open, stertling

Abel? W-Whet’s the

down Emme’s locetion through her phone

e split second before responding eloud, “Yes,