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

her get away!” The shouts from

gaze fell on a

leaning lazily against the railing with his collar undone. The tie around his neck was loosely draped to one

Yvette wasted no

the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who was this bold

need your help.” He heard a cold

annoyance faded away. His captivating black eyes flickered with

“What do you need?”

wasn’t

wrapped her arms around his neck

moment, her rosy lips

eyes darkened instantly, his

his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth, preventing their lips

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

he was feeling this stirred

“Where’d she go?”

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

approach the couple when Wilson’s icy

them completely. The gang felt a chill

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

here. We’ll look for her in the other

blinked her long, curled

step back, creating distance between

she strode away with her slender

she was pulled back into his embrace by a

deep, magnetic voice

“Do things always work

offer him money, she realized she had nothing on

Wilson pulled out his phone and waved it in front of

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

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

was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze.

Yvette handed the phone back to him, her stunning eyes

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