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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 372: Fed Up

The situation in Chelsea remains unknown.

It's technically Wilson Finley's turf, and it's nearly impossible to pry if he doesn't want to be spied on.

Yvonne Finley got all flustered, even a little restless, she checked the time, it was already past nine in the morning.

Just as she was about to call Caleb Baker, the doorbell rang.

She anxiously glanced over.

The man hastily returned, and, seeing she was unharmed, he let out a sigh, "I heard there was some trouble today?"

He had heard some news and came back.

Yvonne Finley nodded: "It was Laura, but it's all right now. Where have you been?"

She subconsciously looked him up and down.

He looked somewhat pale, with a slight redness at the corners of his eyes, but there was nothing else remarkable about his appearance.

Caleb Baker pulled her down on the sofa, spreading his long legs, "The visa is ready."

When she heard this, Yvonne Finley understood.

It meant...

He was leaving.