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

just ahead; don’t let her get

on a man not

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

getting closer. Yvette wasted no time

footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened.

need your help.” He heard

the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance

“What do you need?”

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

around his neck and

rosy

his Adam’s

touch his, she pressed her thumb against his mouth,

he recalled

countenance grew stern. He couldn’t believe he was feeling

“Where’d she go?”

chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the

to approach the couple when Wilson’s icy gaze swept

felt a chill run down their spines as they

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

not here. We’ll look for her in the other

the gang dashed off in another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms from around his

took a step back,

Yvette’s tone remained indifferent as she strode away with her

pulled back into his embrace by a pair of

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

added, “Do things always work

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

out his

smile that sent shivers down her spine, both enticing

Treat me to a meal, and I’ll call

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

go now?” Yvette handed the phone back to him, her

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