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.

perfect time to swerve right and sped right for the

her from making the turn while

again in

a left but the

was clear a car accident was going to

swerved into the innermost lane and

vehicles were fine and got out of the

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

dialed Abel’s number but before she could

meeting with the senior management in

of his phone had him

flashing on the screen had him rushing to

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised his

was no movement besides the sound of

for

kicked his

Abel? W-What’s

location through her phone right

second before responding aloud, “Yes,

from the computer a minute later. “Ms. Louise

“Falmouth? The highway?”

she be there? Could she still have her head in

there’s no doubt that

emergency services,” Abel commanded. “Something may have happened to Emma. We’re

something happen to

and immediately made a call to emergency

They left immediately after…

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

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

He reised his

no movement besides the

seet end left for the

when Abel kicked

Abel? W-Whet’s the

Emme’s locetion through

froze for e split second before responding eloud,