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.

over her shoulders, making her striking features even more captivating

let her get away!” The

on a man not

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

her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and

heard the footsteps nearing him, his expression

need your help.” He heard a cold

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

“What do you need?”

request wasn’t unreasonable, he would

wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

moment, her rosy

eyes darkened instantly, his Adam’s

his, she

his emotions at that instant. His throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he thought she

he was

“Where’d she go?”

gang that was chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of

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

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

who could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was either

look for

gang dashed off in another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms from

a step back, creating distance

remained indifferent as she strode away with

was pulled back

take advantage of me and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep,

“Do things always work out this conveniently for

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

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

into a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating her

want money, just leave me your number. Treat me to

like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors.

handed the phone back to him, her stunning eyes devoid