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Wild Conquest

"Prince of Eden Vs. Sly and Charming Deviant" Yvonne Finley, a new artist in the art industry, unexpectedly confesses her love online. She tagged a microblog user without any personal profile with a high-profile love declaration: "Can I kiss you?" An unexpected winner artist who has recently won a world-class gold award in the art industry. Aside from her exceptional talent, her extraordinary beauty has won the hearts of countless fans. But she rose to the top of the hot search with a startling statement. Countless fans’ dreams shattered late into the night. * In Yvonne Finley's eyes, the main character of this topic, Oscar Baker, is dishonest, hard to hook, tough, enchanting and makes her crazy. Other people's younger brothers are either puppies or wolves. But him - a mad person. Always with the laziest, crap and rebellious tone, saying the most overdue and provocative things to enrage people. -- Sis, you surely know how to take advantage. -- Sis, are you this crazy for me? -- Sis, can I charge an hourly rate for a kiss? Yvonne Finley, run out of patience, let this annoying mad person yelp at whoever it wants. She won't be waiting for him anymore. Later on. When she was imprisoned, the man who used to be lazy and rebellious was now taking the stand in court, clearing all the obstacles for her. He arrogantly came to the defendant's bench, pinched her neck across the table like a lover, and laughed in a languid and reckless manner, "Sis, how come you look... so great in this rundown state." The whole court was dumbfounded. Yvonne Finley: …Is it just me or is he really crazy? All the audacity at this time? The truth proved that he was indeed a maverick rebel. He was unmatched, right and left, and was only willing to break worldly rules for her and become her disciple. "Two bosses, non-virtuous male and female, the male lead initially pretends"

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Chapter 149: Mother-in-law? Sister?

"Miss Finley, are you looking for something?"

The driver trailed behind her, noticed that her gaze was fixed on a certain spot, thus asking her a question.

Yvonne Finley shook her head with a light smile, "No, I'm not."

Agreed.

Caleb Baker said he might not come.

The two of them had some unresolved differences, coming might not necessarily be a good thing.

However, she was somewhat surprised at her fleeting moment of expectation. She was starting to feel different from her usual self, this romance was introducing her to unfamiliar sensations, she was not as indifferent or emotionally unattached as before.

Sure enough, the driver headed inside.

Upon entering the courtyard, she immediately noticed Mr. Lambert bent over a desk working on a painting. He didn't have the aloofness usually associated with scholars. He was more like the grandfather next door in an alley, always casually dressed with a smile on his face, and a pocket full of sweets for the children.