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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 242: It's Easy to be Fickle, Hard to be Devoted

She was meant to live under the bright sun, supposed to thrive vibrantly, with an ordinary yet orderly life trajectory. She was supposed to be confident, positive, perhaps even envied.

But this man destroyed her home.

Her father was a meritorious figure of courage, crossing through bullets and bombs, dedicating everything he had for the country, for the people, for peace.

A narcotics officer was almost always in danger.

Without a home to return to for years, living undercover and constantly in fear of survival.

Yet, he was maliciously betrayed and died in a foreign country.

She couldn't let it go.

She stared at those sheets of paper for quite a while, then picked them up, turned them page by page, line by line. But she knew too little about this man, only a vague memory of his face and all else was blank to the utmost.

She wanted to single him out from these people.

And to do so, she needed to go through each individual in much more detail.