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.

over her shoulders, making

just ahead; don’t let her get away!”

on a man

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

closer. Yvette

footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who was this

help.” He

Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating

“What do you need?”

request wasn’t unreasonable, he would

wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

moment, her rosy lips were close to

his Adam’s apple bobbing

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

as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced

couldn’t believe he

“Where’d she go?”

was chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of them embracing passionately, like a couple madly in

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

felt a chill run down their spines as

could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was either

We’ll look for her

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

back, creating distance

indifferent as she strode away with her

took a step forward, she was pulled back into

you take advantage of me and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down her spine, as it

added, “Do things always work out this conveniently for

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

Wilson pulled out

shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating her

money, just leave me your number. Treat

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

phone back to him, her stunning eyes devoid of