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.

let her long hair down, the wavy locks cascading over

let her get away!”

cold gaze fell on a

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

getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly

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

He heard a cold

annoyance faded away. His captivating

“What do you need?”

request wasn’t unreasonable, he would help

around

moment, her rosy lips were

instantly, his Adam’s

about to touch his, she pressed

throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter

grew stern. He couldn’t believe he was feeling

“Where’d she go?”

see the two of them embracing passionately, like

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

intimidate them completely. The gang felt

suites at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly

here. We’ll look for

off in another direction, Yvette blinked

step back, creating distance between

she strode away with

she was pulled back into his embrace by a pair

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

work out this conveniently for

to offer him money, she realized she had nothing on her except

bribe him, Wilson pulled out his phone and waved it

curved into a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers down her spine,

money, just leave me your number. Treat

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

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

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