The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 653 Bout Between Racers

If Emmeline were an average driver instead of a professional racer, she would’ve crashed and either suffered severe injuries or died.

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.

swerve

behind her picked up speed to stop her from making the turn while

it was again in danger of being crushed between the two

took a left but

was going to

the innermost lane and hit the

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

head against the dashboard, causing

dialed Abel’s number but before she could say anything, she lost

with the senior management in

of his

but Emmeline’s number flashing on the screen had him

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

He raised his

was no movement besides the sound of spinning

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

Abel kicked his door open,

Mr. Abel? W-What’s the

down Emma’s location through

a split second

from the computer a minute later. “Ms. Louise is at

“Falmouth? The highway?”

there? Could she still have

doubt that Ms. Louise is

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

happen to Ms.

made a call to

They left immediately after…

on the screen hed him rushing to

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised his

wes no movement besides the sound

end left for

kicked his

Mr. Abel?

through her

for e split second before responding eloud, “Yes,