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.

her long hair down, the wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking features even more

let her get away!” The shouts

on a man

collar undone. The tie around his neck was loosely

her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted

footsteps nearing him, his

your help.” He heard a

her as the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating

“What do you need?”

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

arms around his neck and

the next moment, her rosy lips were

instantly, his

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

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

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

“Where’d she go?”

hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of them embracing passionately,

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

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

at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or influential—certainly not someone

We’ll look for her in

blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing

step back, creating

tone remained indifferent as she

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

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

“Do things always work

Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing on her except for

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

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

just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal, and I’ll

thought that the man before her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus, she took his phone and left

the phone back to him, her stunning eyes devoid of