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.

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

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

on a man not

lazily against the railing with his collar undone. The tie around his neck

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

Wilson heard the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened.

help.” He heard

earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating black

“What do you need?”

Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he

Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and

her rosy lips were

darkened instantly, his Adam’s

were about to touch his, she pressed her thumb against his

tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when

He couldn’t believe he

“Where’d she go?”

gang that was chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of them embracing passionately, like a couple madly in

when Wilson’s icy gaze swept over them. His irritation was obvious, instilling a sense of fear within

gang felt a chill run down their

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

here. We’ll look for

direction, Yvette blinked her long,

back, creating distance between

she strode away with

forward, she was pulled back into his embrace by a

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

“Do things always work out this conveniently for

offer him money, she realized she

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

smile that sent shivers down her spine, both

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

fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like

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