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, making her striking

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

cold gaze fell on a

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

her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly

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

He heard

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

“What do you need?”

long as Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he would

wrapped her arms around

next moment, her rosy lips were close

his Adam’s apple bobbing

touch his, she pressed her thumb against his

tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced

stern. He couldn’t believe he was feeling this stirred up over

“Where’d she go?”

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

about to approach the couple when Wilson’s icy gaze swept over them. His irritation was obvious,

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

at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not

not here. We’ll look for

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

a step back, creating

Yvette’s tone remained indifferent as she strode away

when she took a step forward, she was pulled back

you take advantage of me and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers

always work

he expecting something from her? As Yvette reached into her pocket to offer

out his phone and

that sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating

money, just leave me your number. Treat me

gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus,

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