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.

down, the wavy locks cascading over

her get

fell on a

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

voices of her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette

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

your help.” He heard

as the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating black eyes

“What do you need?”

Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he

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

rosy lips were

instantly, his

she pressed her thumb against his mouth, preventing their lips

at that instant. His throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he

He couldn’t believe he was feeling this stirred up over a

“Where’d she go?”

to see the two of them embracing passionately, like a couple madly

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

completely. The gang felt a chill run down their

could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly

We’ll look for her in the other

off in another direction, Yvette blinked

back, creating distance

tone remained indifferent as she

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

deep, magnetic voice

work out this conveniently for

to offer him

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

sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating her

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

thought that the man before her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She

now?” Yvette handed the phone back to him, her

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