Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Something had happened at Macsen Villa, but Emmeline and the other two were unaware of it.

After finishing their meal at Struyria Banquet, Emmeline, Abel, and Benjamin returned to Nightfall Cafe. They quickly changed into their sleek black motorcycle gear and put on their helmets.

Emmeline approached Abel and Benjamin with a confident wave of her hand. "See you at Swan Lake, boys!"

With those words, she lowered the visor of her helmet, ignited the engine, shifted into gear, and twisted the throttle.

"Vroom!" In the blink of an eye, she vanished into the flow of traffic, leaving her companions in awe.

Abel and Benjamin didn't want to be left behind, so they swiftly hopped into their Rolls-Royce and set off toward Swan Lake.

Forty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce arrived at Swan Lake.

Emmeline was already there, leaning casually against her motorcycle, helmet in hand, exuding an undeniable sense of coolness.

A few passing riders turned their heads to gaze at Emmeline, utterly captivated, nearly stumbling as they walked.

With no racing event happening today, there were only a handful of riders on the track, enjoying some leisurely rides.

The driver parked the car, and Abel and Benjamin stepped out, joining Emmeline by her side.

They followed her gaze toward the track, where a small group of motorcycles were speeding by.

"Why don't we join in for a practice session?" Benjamin suggested, "Why just stand here and watch?"

Emmeline tilted her head slightly, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Well," she gestured toward the track, "Mr. Abel's Little Flower is in there. I was thinking of confusing our enemies a bit."

zooming past, their shadows flickering like phantoms. It was impossible to distinguish

here?" he remarked, a hint of surprise in his voice. "What a

the track," Emmeline replied. "I saw her, but she

how do you want to play

it effortlessly, ready for whatever plan Emmeline

eyes. "Am I afraid of her grandma or

then?" Abel lit his cigarette, squinting as he

positioned himself so that the smoke blew away from

"Let's just chat here for a while and wait for

"There are cushions in the car. Let's bring them

Emmeline nodded in agreement.

the car and brought back three

fetched a crate of

of them settled down, opening their bottles, and enjoying the conversation and the refreshing drinks. It

five or six minutes, Sonia made her way back from

between Emmeline, Abel, and Benjamin, they occasionally glanced towards the

a V4R, just

as a V4R but equipped with the V5R

exuded a world-class level of performance while maintaining a deliberately weathered appearance, giving off an understated

discern Sonia's skill on the

Emmeline could discern Sonia's skill on the track as

no doubt. Sonia had

But compared to her...

faint laugh escaping

knew that Sonia was considered one of the top motorcycle figures