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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 121: Heart Stabbed

"What do you need her for?"

Caleb Baker, deep in thought, idly rubbed his phone. His gaze glanced at the meal box on the table. He looked supremely composed, showing no obvious emotion, as if he was just making casual conversation.

Olivia Clark's eyelashes fluttered involuntarily. She felt nervous, but forced herself to appear calm and indifferent, so as not to lose her composure.

Mr. Lambert was still scrutinizing that piece of drawing paper and was non-committal in his response: "What's it to you?"

Caleb Baker decided to stay silent.

After all, this old man's rebellious spirit was not a recent thing.

He sat on the side, checking his phone. Yvonne Finley hadn't responded yet on WeChat, even though it should be past her finishing time by now.

Milton William had gone to contact someone.

Only he, Mr. Lambert, and Olivia Clark were in the meeting area.

Under such circumstances, their gazes were bound to cross.