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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 388: Like

The room seemed to fall silent for a few moments.

It felt as if a century had passed.

Dax Harrison remained unmoved, but his eyes seemed to sparkle with a hint of amusement that was hard to interpret.

He tilted his head, his gaze falling on Grace Webb, "I love everything about her."

Yvonne Finley slowly narrowed her eyes.

Why did his words...

seem to have a suggestive undertone?

But they didn't sound genuine.

Seemingly a seasoned player in the game of love, capable of whispering sweet nothings into the ears, going through all intimate acts as lovers, yet missing a reassuring heart.

Grace Webb maintained her gaze on the man's face for a few seconds, before finally scoffing lightly. She was hardly a woman tangled in love. Their relationship was one of mutual use; she admired him, he missed her, but as long as her heart remained undisturbed, free of love, she wouldn't trouble herself over such affairs.

It's not a problem.

Men are essentially a process of conquest after all.