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.

wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking features

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

gaze fell on a man not

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

getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly walked

nearing him, his expression darkened. Who

He heard a

Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating

“What do you need?”

long as Yvette’s request wasn’t

word, Yvette wrapped her arms around

the next moment, her rosy lips were close

darkened instantly, his Adam’s apple

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

throat tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he thought she would kiss

couldn’t believe he was feeling this stirred up over a

“Where’d she go?”

to see the

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

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

person who could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy

for her in the other

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

a step back, creating distance between

indifferent as she strode away with her slender

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

Wilson’s deep, magnetic

things always work

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

bribe him, Wilson pulled out his phone and

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

just leave me your number. Treat

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

go now?” Yvette handed the phone back to