Rose with Thorns

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.

locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking features even more captivating and

let her get

fell on a man not

his collar undone. The tie around his neck was loosely draped to one side, giving him a casual

were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly walked toward

Wilson heard the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who was this bold

need your help.” He heard a cold

earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His

“What do you need?”

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

her arms around

rosy lips were

darkened instantly, his Adam’s

lips were about to touch his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth, preventing their lips from

his emotions at that instant. His throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he thought she

countenance grew stern. He couldn’t believe he was

“Where’d she go?”

only to see the two of them embracing passionately,

were about to approach the couple when Wilson’s icy gaze swept over them. His irritation was

The gang felt a chill run down

who could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not someone

not here. We’ll look for

the gang dashed off in another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes,

step back, creating distance

Yvette’s tone remained indifferent as she strode

she took a step forward, she was pulled back into his

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

always work

As Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing on her except for that

attempt to bribe him, Wilson pulled out

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

money, just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal, and I’ll call

her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like

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