Chapter 3

“Damn it, chase her down! Don’t let her get away!”

A figure darted out of the private room. Yvette slipped the chip into her pocket, her delicate face showing no emotion.

“Boss, head left! They’re getting closer to you!” Jake’s urgent voice crackled in her earpiece. Yvette’s eyes were cold and focused, framed by long, dark lashes. Without thinking twice, she sprinted to the left.

The chip in her possession was Henry Johnson’s final masterpiece, created with painstaking effort before his death.

It had ended up on the black market, and her team had just been a step too late, allowing a gang to get hold of it first.

They planned to sell it to foreign interests, which would severely impact the country’s chip manufacturing capabilities.

Yvette’s plan had gone smoothly; she had successfully retrieved the chip.

However, the gang was relentless, unwilling to let it slip away without a fight.

“It’s a dead end ahead,” Yvette muttered, her fox-like eyes narrowing.

“What?” Jake’s panicked voice came through the earpiece. “How can it be a dead end? That’s impossible!”

Yvette wasn’t afraid of the tough opponents, but rather, clueless teammates.

She tapped her tongue against the back of her teeth and let out a frustrated sigh.

She suddenly felt the urge to punch someone.

There was no time to backtrack now. Without hesitation, she stripped off her jacket and hat, tossing them into a trash bin nearby.

hair down, the wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking

get away!” The

cold gaze fell on a man

his neck was loosely draped to one side, giving him a casual yet captivating

were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly

the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who

need your help.” He heard a cold

earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating black eyes

“What do you need?”

as Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he would

around his neck

moment, her rosy lips

darkened instantly, his Adam’s apple bobbing

to touch his, she pressed her thumb against

throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected

he

“Where’d she go?”

chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the

flickered in their eyes, and they were about to approach the couple when Wilson’s icy

The gang felt a chill run

could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was

for

dashed off in another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms

back, creating distance between

as she strode away with

was pulled back into his embrace by a pair of

advantage of me and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice

“Do things always work out this conveniently

As Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing

bribe him, Wilson pulled out his phone and waved it in front

lips curved into a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers

want money, just leave me your number. Treat me

her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus, she took his phone

the phone back to him, her stunning eyes devoid of

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