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.

let her long hair down, the wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking features even more captivating

her get

fell on a man not

railing with his collar undone. The tie around his neck was loosely draped

getting closer. Yvette wasted

nearing him, his expression darkened. Who

help.” He heard

the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away.

“What do you need?”

as Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he

a word, Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

rosy lips

instantly, his

were about to touch his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth,

His throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he

countenance grew stern. He couldn’t believe he was feeling this stirred up over

“Where’d she go?”

up, only to see the two

the couple when Wilson’s icy

just one look, he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines as

suites at Royal Pavillion was

here. We’ll look for

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

back, creating

she strode away with

when she took a step forward, she was pulled back

deep, magnetic voice sent shivers

“Do things always work out this

pocket to offer him money,

bribe him, Wilson pulled out his

into a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating her in

don’t want money, just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal, and

lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus, she took his

the phone back to him, her stunning eyes devoid

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