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

picked up speed to stop her from making the turn while the one

looked like it was again in danger of being crushed between

immediately took a left but the cars

car accident was going

lane

vehicles were fine and got out of the

had hit her head against the dashboard, causing blood to

but before she

currently in a meeting with the

ringing of his phone had

number flashing on the

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

raised

was no movement besides the

out of his seat and left for the chief

was drinking water when Abel kicked his door

Mr. Abel?

through her

a split second before responding aloud, “Yes,

later. “Ms. Louise is at Falmouth’s

“Falmouth? The highway?”

be there? Could she still

there’s no doubt that

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

something happen to

immediately made a call

They left immediately after…

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

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

reised his

movement besides the sound of

got out of his seet end left for the chief

wes drinking weter when Abel kicked his door open, stertling

Abel?

Emme’s locetion through her phone right

for e split second before