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.

over her shoulders, making

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

fell on a man

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

voices of her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time

nearing him, his

need your help.” He heard

her as the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance

“What do you need?”

Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he

around his neck and rose

the next moment, her rosy lips were close to

eyes darkened instantly, his Adam’s apple

were about to touch his, she pressed her thumb against his

he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he thought she

stern. He couldn’t believe he was feeling

“Where’d she go?”

hurriedly caught up, only to see the

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

intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they

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

look for her in the

Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms from

took a step back,

indifferent as she strode away

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

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

always work out this conveniently for

to offer him money,

attempt to bribe him, Wilson pulled out his phone and

sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating

number. Treat me

lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus, she took his phone and left

back to him, her

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