Rose with Thorns

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 striking features even more

just ahead; don’t let her get

fell on

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

voices of her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly

the footsteps nearing him, his expression

need your help.” He heard a

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

“What do you need?”

Yvette’s request wasn’t

arms around his neck and rose on her

next moment, her rosy lips were close

his Adam’s apple bobbing

touch his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth, preventing their

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

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

“Where’d she go?”

only to see the two of them embracing

flickered in their eyes, and they were about to approach the couple when Wilson’s icy

one look, he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they

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

We’ll look for her in the

in another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms from around his

a step back,

remained indifferent as she strode

step forward, she was pulled back into his embrace

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

“Do things always work out this conveniently

into her pocket to offer him money,

him, Wilson pulled out his phone and waved it in front

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

leave me your number. Treat me to

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

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