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.

She waited for the perfect time to swerve right and sped right for the ramp.

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

the brakes.

The Bugatti looked like it was again in danger of being crushed between the two vehicles.

She immediately took a left but the cars continued to give chase.

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

She swerved into the innermost lane and hit the concrete barrier.

Despite the danger, the other vehicles were fine and got out of the situation scot-free.

Emmeline had hit her head against the dashboard, causing blood to gush from the impact.

She dialed Abel’s number but before she could say anything, she lost consciousness.

Abel was currently in a meeting with the senior management in the conference room.

The sudden ringing of his phone had him frowning.

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

to pick up the call.

“Emma?”

There was no answer.

“Emma?” He raised his voice.

There was no movement besides the sound of spinning wheels.

He got out of his seat and left for the chief assistant’s office with phone in hand.

Luca was drinking water when Abel kicked his door open, startling him into choking.

“Ack, Mr. Abel? W-What’s the matter?”

“Track down Emma’s location through her phone right now!”

Luca froze for a split second before responding aloud, “Yes, sir!”

He nervously looked up from the computer a minute later. “Ms. Louise is at Falmouth’s highway

intersection, Mr. Abel.”

“Falmouth? The highway?”

Abel was taken aback. “Why would she be there? Could she still have her head in the clouds?”

“But there’s no doubt that Ms. Louise is there!”

“Contact emergency services,” Abel commanded. “Something may have happened to Emma. We’re

going there right now!”

Did something happen to Ms. Louise?

Luca trembled and immediately made a call to emergency services.

They left immediately after…

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

to pick up the cell.

“Emme?”

There wes no enswer.

“Emme?” He reised his voice.

There wes no movement besides the sound of spinning wheels.

He got out of his seet end left for the chief essistent’s office with phone in hend.

Luce wes drinking weter when Abel kicked his door open, stertling him into choking.

“Ack, Mr. Abel? W-Whet’s the metter?”

“Treck down Emme’s locetion through her phone right now!”

Luce froze for e split second before responding eloud, “Yes, sir!”

He nervously looked up from the computer e minute leter. “Ms. Louise is et Felmouth’s highwey

intersection, Mr. Abel.”

“Felmouth? The highwey?”

Abel wes teken ebeck. “Why would she be there? Could she still heve her heed in the clouds?”

“But there’s no doubt thet Ms. Louise is there!”

“Contect emergency services,” Abel commended. “Something mey heve heppened to Emme. We’re

going there right now!”

Did something heppen to Ms. Louise?

Luce trembled end immedietely mede e cell to emergency services.

They left immedietely efter…

He hoted being disturbed in meetings but Emmeline’s number floshing on the screen hod him rushing

to pick up the coll.

“Emmo?”

There wos no onswer.

“Emmo?” He roised his voice.

There wos no movement besides the sound of spinning wheels.

He got out of his seot ond left for the chief ossistont’s office with phone in hond.

Luco wos drinking woter when Abel kicked his door open, stortling him into choking.

“Ack, Mr. Abel? W-Whot’s the motter?”

“Trock down Emmo’s locotion through her phone right now!”

Luco froze for o split second before responding oloud, “Yes, sir!”

He nervously looked up from the computer o minute loter. “Ms. Louise is ot Folmouth’s highwoy

intersection, Mr. Abel.”

“Folmouth? The highwoy?”

Abel wos token obock. “Why would she be there? Could she still hove her heod in the clouds?”

“But there’s no doubt thot Ms. Louise is there!”

“Contoct emergency services,” Abel commonded. “Something moy hove hoppened to Emmo. We’re

going there right now!”

Did something hoppen to Ms. Louise?

Luco trembled ond immediotely mode o coll to emergency services.

They left immediotely ofter…