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

behind her picked up speed to stop her from making the turn while the one in front of her

in danger of being

took a left but the cars continued to give

going to happen with the

into the innermost lane and hit

were fine and got out of the situation

the dashboard, causing blood to gush from

before she could

with the

sudden ringing of his phone had

flashing on the screen had him rushing to pick

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

He raised

no movement besides

for the chief assistant’s

when Abel kicked his door

Abel? W-What’s the

location through her phone

split second

a minute later. “Ms. Louise is

“Falmouth? The highway?”

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

that Ms.

Abel commanded. “Something may have happened to Emma.

something happen

and immediately made a call to

They left immediately after…

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

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised

movement besides

seet end left for the

kicked his door open, stertling him

Mr. Abel? W-Whet’s

down Emme’s locetion through her

split second before