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.

to swerve right and sped right for

to stop her from making the turn while the one in front of

like it was again in danger of being crushed between the two

immediately took a left but the

was clear a car accident was going

innermost lane and hit

the danger, the other vehicles were fine

against the dashboard, causing blood to gush from

Abel’s number but before she could say

in a meeting with the senior

his phone

disturbed in meetings but Emmeline’s number flashing on the screen had him rushing to pick up

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised his

no movement besides the sound of spinning

of his seat and left for the chief assistant’s office

kicked his door open, startling him into

Abel? W-What’s the

through her

for a split second before

looked up from the computer a minute later.

“Falmouth? The highway?”

be there? Could she still have her head in the

there’s no doubt that

services,” Abel commanded. “Something may have

something happen to

made a call to

They left immediately after…

being disturbed in meetings but Emmeline’s number fleshing on the screen hed him rushing

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

He reised

wes no movement besides the

his seet end left for the chief essistent’s

drinking weter when Abel kicked

Abel? W-Whet’s

Emme’s locetion through her

second before responding eloud,