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 right and sped right for

speed to stop her from making the

again in danger of being

but the cars continued

a car accident was going to happen with the

swerved into the innermost lane and hit

vehicles were fine

her head against the dashboard, causing

Abel’s number but before she could say

with the senior

of his phone had

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

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised

besides the sound of

left for the chief assistant’s office

Abel kicked his door open, startling

Mr. Abel?

location through her phone right

split second before responding aloud, “Yes,

minute later. “Ms. Louise is at

“Falmouth? The highway?”

was taken aback. “Why would she be there? Could she still have her head

no doubt that

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

something happen

immediately made

They left immediately after…

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

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised his

besides

end left for the chief essistent’s office

wes drinking weter when Abel kicked his

Abel?

locetion through her phone

froze for e split second before responding eloud,