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

don’t let her get away!”

fell on

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

closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly

the footsteps nearing him, his expression

help.” He heard a cold

girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away.

“What do you need?”

as Yvette’s request wasn’t

Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and rose

the next moment, her rosy lips were close

instantly, his

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

that instant. His throat tightened as he recalled

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

“Where’d she go?”

up, only to see the

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

he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill

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

here. We’ll look for her

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

step back, creating

tone remained indifferent as she

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

me and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent

always work

into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had

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

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

don’t want money, just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal,

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

now?” Yvette handed the phone back