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.

perfect time to swerve right and sped right for the

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

it was again in danger of being crushed

took a left but the cars continued to

a car accident was going to happen with

innermost lane and hit the

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

hit her head against the dashboard, causing blood to gush

before she

was currently in a meeting with the senior management in the conference

sudden ringing of his phone

Emmeline’s number flashing on the screen had him

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised

was no movement besides the

got out of his seat and left for the

kicked

Mr. Abel? W-What’s

Emma’s location through her phone right

froze for a split second before responding

nervously looked up from the computer a minute later.

“Falmouth? The highway?”

“Why would she be there? Could she still have

no doubt that Ms. Louise is

have happened to Emma.

happen to Ms.

immediately made a call to emergency

They left immediately after…

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

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

He reised his

movement besides the

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

wes drinking weter when Abel kicked his door

Mr. Abel? W-Whet’s

through

e split second before responding