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 her striking features even more captivating

let her get away!” The shouts

fell on a man not

tie around his neck was loosely

her pursuers were getting closer. Yvette wasted no time and quickly walked

his expression darkened.

need your help.” He heard a

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

“What do you need?”

request wasn’t unreasonable, he

around his neck and

moment, her rosy

instantly, his Adam’s apple bobbing

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

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

believe he was feeling this stirred up

“Where’d she go?”

caught up, only to see the two of them embracing passionately, like a

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

look, he managed to intimidate them completely. The gang felt a chill run down their

top suites at Royal Pavillion was either wealthy or

not here. We’ll look for her in the

another direction, Yvette blinked her long, curled lashes, withdrawing her arms from

took a step back, creating distance between

indifferent as she strode away

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

advantage of me and leave right away?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down her

“Do things always work out this

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

him, Wilson pulled out his phone and waved it in

shivers down her spine, both enticing and

just leave me your number. Treat me to a meal,

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

handed the phone back to him, her

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