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.

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

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

on a man

his

were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly

heard the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who

your help.” He heard a

as the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance

“What do you need?”

long as Yvette’s request wasn’t

a word, Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck

her rosy lips were close to

instantly, his

touch his, she pressed her thumb

his emotions at that instant. His throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he

couldn’t believe he

“Where’d she go?”

chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the two

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

them completely. The gang felt a chill run down

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

here. We’ll look for

another direction, Yvette blinked her

back, creating distance between

tone remained indifferent as she strode away

pulled back into his embrace

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

“Do things always work

something from her? As Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing on her except

attempt to bribe him, Wilson pulled out his phone and

a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers

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

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

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