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.

her long hair down, the wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making

ahead; don’t let her get away!”

cold gaze fell on a

The tie around his neck was loosely draped to one side, giving him a casual yet captivating

of her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted

the footsteps nearing him, his expression

help.” He heard a cold

from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His

“What do you need?”

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

her arms around

her rosy lips

eyes darkened instantly, his Adam’s apple bobbing

just as Yvette’s lips were about to touch his, she

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

couldn’t believe he

“Where’d she go?”

see the

Wilson’s icy gaze swept over them. His irritation was obvious, instilling

completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they were

suites at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not

here. We’ll look for her in the other

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

back, creating

as she strode away with her slender

took a step forward, she was pulled back into his embrace by a pair

Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down

always work

Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him

pulled out his phone and waved it in front of

into a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers down

want money, just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal, and I’ll call

before her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus, she took his

phone back to him,

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