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.

cascading over her shoulders,

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

fell on a man not

leaning lazily against the railing with his collar undone. The tie around his neck was loosely draped to one side, giving him a casual

were getting closer. Yvette wasted

heard the footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened. Who was

need your help.” He heard a

her as the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded

“What do you need?”

long as Yvette’s request wasn’t

a word, Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on her

her rosy lips were

instantly, his

lips were about to touch his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth, preventing their lips

he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he thought

believe he was feeling

“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

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

look, he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they were

Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not someone

We’ll look for her

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

a step back,

as she strode away with her slender

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

leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down

things always work out

her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing on her except

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

shivers down

your number. Treat me to a

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

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