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.

her long hair down, the wavy locks cascading over her shoulders, making her striking features even

don’t let her get away!” The

gaze fell on a

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

her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time

his expression

He

girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded

“What do you need?”

long as Yvette’s request wasn’t

word, Yvette wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on

the next moment, her rosy lips were close

instantly, his Adam’s apple

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

tightened as he recalled the unexpected flutter he experienced when he

couldn’t believe he was feeling this

“Where’d she go?”

see the two of them embracing passionately, like a couple

flickered 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 sense of fear within

one look, he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they were rooted to the

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

for her in the other

the gang dashed off in another direction, Yvette blinked her long,

back, creating

tone remained indifferent as she strode away with her

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

Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down her spine, as it was inexplicably

added, “Do things always work out this conveniently for

expecting something from her? As Yvette reached into her pocket to offer him money, she realized she had nothing

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

smile that sent shivers down her spine, both

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

that the man before her was cunning like a fox. She lowered her gaze. She didn’t like owing people favors. Thus,

Yvette handed the phone back