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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 370: Relying On

The man was dressed relatively casually.

Instead of the formal suits he had used to wear, he now donned a simple white shirt with black dress pants. Tall and upright, he resembled a lone cedar tree in the mountains, resplendent and peerless. A chilly aura surrounded him, his brows and eyes composed yet indifferent, as if he was forever void of emotions, vividly alive yet seemingly untouched by ripples of life.

This made him seem perpetually out of reach to anyone.

Yvonne Finley scrutinized him, and it was only now that she truly noticed how much her uncle had changed.

The man standing before her now felt different from the one who was always looking out for her in the past.

Wilson Finley didn't even spare her a glance, no one knew if it was done intentionally or not. Instead, he turned his body away from her, staring down at Laura Finley, whose tear-streaked face was flushed red from crying, uttering in a chillingly calm voice: "Laura Finley, my patience only goes so far."