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.

wavy locks cascading over

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

fell on a man

The tie around his neck was loosely draped to one side, giving him a

were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly walked

footsteps nearing him, his expression

need your help.” He heard a

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

“What do you need?”

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

her arms around his neck

her rosy lips were

his Adam’s apple

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

throat tightened as he recalled

he was

“Where’d she go?”

see the two of

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

The gang felt a

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

for her in

in another direction, Yvette blinked her

took a step back, creating

indifferent as she strode away with her slender

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

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

things always work out this

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

him, Wilson pulled out his phone and waved

curved into a subtle, seductive smile that sent shivers down

number. Treat me to a

before her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing

handed the phone back to him, her

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