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.

locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking features even more captivating

don’t let her get

cold gaze fell on a

tie around his neck was loosely draped

Yvette wasted no time and quickly walked

his expression darkened. Who was

need your help.” He heard

from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded

“What do you need?”

as Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable,

her arms around his neck and rose on her

her rosy lips were close

instantly, his Adam’s apple bobbing

about to touch his, she pressed

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

couldn’t believe he was feeling this

“Where’d she go?”

hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of them embracing passionately, like a couple madly in

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

felt

Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not

for her in the

blinked her long, curled lashes,

back, creating distance between

Yvette’s tone remained indifferent as she strode away with her slender

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

deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down her spine, as it

added, “Do things always work out this

pocket to offer

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

smile that sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and

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

was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing

back to him, her stunning eyes devoid of

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