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

to stop her from making the turn while the

in

left but the cars continued to give

was clear a car accident was going to happen with the innocent drivers

innermost lane and

the other vehicles were fine and

the dashboard, causing

she

currently in a meeting with the senior management in the conference

of his phone had him

flashing on the

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

He raised his

no movement besides the sound of spinning

and left for the

water when Abel kicked his door open, startling him into

Mr. Abel? W-What’s

through her phone

for a split second

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

“Falmouth? The highway?”

was taken aback. “Why would she be there? Could

that Ms. Louise

commanded. “Something may have happened to Emma.

happen to Ms.

and immediately made a

They left immediately after…

fleshing on the screen hed

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised

no movement besides

of his seet end left for

when Abel kicked

Mr. Abel? W-Whet’s the

locetion through her phone right

froze for e split second before responding eloud,