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.

waited for the perfect time to swerve right

her picked up speed to stop her from making the turn

Bugatti looked like it was again in danger of being crushed between the

took a left but the cars continued to give

clear a car accident was going to happen with

the innermost lane

were fine and got out

against the dashboard, causing blood to

number but before she could say anything, she lost

in a meeting with the senior management in the conference

of his phone had him

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

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised

movement besides the

out of his seat and left for the

drinking water when Abel kicked his

Abel? W-What’s

Emma’s location through her phone

a split second before responding aloud,

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

“Falmouth? The highway?”

be there? Could she still have her

there’s no doubt that Ms. Louise is

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

happen

made a call to emergency

They left immediately after…

being disturbed in meetings but Emmeline’s number fleshing on

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised his

wes no movement besides the sound

of his seet end left for the chief essistent’s

when Abel kicked his door open, stertling

Mr. Abel?

down Emme’s locetion through her

e split second before