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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 407: Hold On

In a flash.

The surrounding unrest was smothered under this chilling voice.

Everyone looked in horror at the figure behind Mason.

Unable to see clearly who it was.

But the ghastly agility of the figure was enough to make anyone shudder.

"Stop! Don't make any rash moves! Say what you want!" the leader up front shouted.

Breaking out in cold sweat.

That's Mr. Mason!

Aside from Richard Johnson, the most important person to them!

Mason didn't move. He was a smart man and knew it wasn't the time for him to make any reckless moves.

"Who are you?"

Dax Harrison leaned against the rough wall, tilting his head as he looked at the man trying to turn his face aside. He swung the back of his gun onto Mason's cheek, drawing blood. His tone was cold and contemptuous, "Do you deserve to know my grandfather's name?"

Mason trembled in pain.

He didn't dare to wipe the blood off.

His face darkened, "What on earth do you want?"