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

get away!” The shouts

fell on a man not

The tie around his

her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and

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

need your help.” He heard

girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance

“What do you need?”

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

word, Yvette wrapped her arms around

the next moment, her rosy lips were

his Adam’s

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

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

he was feeling this stirred up over

“Where’d she go?”

her hurriedly caught up, only to see

the couple when Wilson’s icy gaze swept over

one look, he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run

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

here. We’ll look for

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

a step back,

indifferent as she strode away with

she took a step forward, she was pulled

and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down her

“Do things always work out this conveniently for

he expecting something from her? As Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him money, she

pulled out his phone

sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating her in an

just leave me your number. Treat me to

was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze.

handed the phone back to him, her stunning eyes

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