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.

down, the wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making

let her get away!” The shouts from behind grew

cold gaze fell on

tie around his neck was loosely

were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time

footsteps nearing him, his expression darkened.

help.” He

the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded

“What do you need?”

as Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he

wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

her rosy lips

eyes darkened instantly, his Adam’s apple

to touch his, she pressed

he recalled the

grew stern. He couldn’t believe he was feeling this stirred up over a

“Where’d she go?”

chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the two of them embracing passionately, like a couple madly

about to approach the couple when Wilson’s icy gaze

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

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

for her in

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

step back, creating

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

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

away?” Wilson’s deep,

added, “Do things always work out

into her pocket to offer

him, Wilson pulled out his phone and

sent shivers down her spine, both enticing and captivating her in

just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal, and I’ll

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

back to him, her stunning eyes devoid of

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