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 more

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

fell on a

railing with his collar undone. The tie around his neck was loosely draped to one side, giving him a casual yet

getting closer. Yvette wasted

Wilson heard the footsteps nearing him, his

help.” He heard a cold

the girl from earlier, Wilson’s annoyance faded away. His captivating

“What do you need?”

Yvette’s request wasn’t unreasonable, he

her arms around his neck and

her rosy lips were close

instantly, his

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

instant. His throat tightened as he

He couldn’t believe he was feeling this stirred

“Where’d she go?”

gang that was chasing her hurriedly caught up, only to see the

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

The gang felt a chill run down their spines as they were

could book the top suites at Royal Pavillion was

look for her in the

dashed off in another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes,

a step back, creating

tone remained indifferent as she

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

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

added, “Do things always work out this conveniently

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

to bribe him, Wilson pulled out his phone and waved it

seductive smile that sent shivers down her spine,

leave me your number. Treat me to a meal,

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

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