Rose with Thorns

Chapter 3

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 her striking

her get away!” The shouts

fell on a man

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

voices of her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted

the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who

help.” He

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

“What do you need?”

as Yvette’s request wasn’t

Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

her rosy

his Adam’s apple bobbing

Yvette’s lips were about to touch his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth, preventing

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

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

“Where’d she go?”

gang that was chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of them

couple when Wilson’s icy gaze swept

completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines

Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not someone

look for her in the other

blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms from around

took a step back, creating

indifferent as she strode away

when she took a step forward, she was pulled

Wilson’s deep,

work out

offer him money, she realized she

pulled out his phone and waved it in front

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

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

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

phone back

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