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.

wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making her

ahead; don’t let her get away!” The shouts

fell on a man not

his neck was loosely draped

closer. Yvette wasted

Wilson heard the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened.

your help.” He

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

“What do you need?”

wasn’t unreasonable, he

Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

moment, her rosy lips were close to

darkened instantly, his Adam’s apple

she pressed her

as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he thought she would kiss

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

“Where’d she go?”

up, only to see

icy gaze swept over them. His irritation was obvious, instilling a sense of

The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they were rooted to the

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

not here. We’ll look for her in the other

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

back,

indifferent as she

she was pulled back into his embrace by a

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

work out this conveniently

into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing on

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

seductive smile that sent shivers down her spine,

Treat

the man before her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus,

Yvette handed the phone back to him, her stunning eyes devoid

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