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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 143: Don't Hold It In

Yvonne Finley let her gaze rest on his figure. She was initially half-asleep, but now she was mostly awake. She started walking towards him, "What are you doing?"

Caleb Baker was wearing only a pair of casual sports pants, his upper body bare. He looked at her, his thoughts unreadable. Seeing her approach, he spoke, "Could you wait outside for a bit?"

Yvonne Finley's steps halted at these words.

But only for a few seconds.

She quickly stepped forward, giving him barely any time to react.

One hand gripped his arm, "Take it out."

Caleb Baker narrowed his eyes, simply staring back at her.

Yvonne Finley pressed her lips together before speaking again, "Take it out, I saw it."

And so they locked in that moment.

Then Caleb Baker finally moved his adam's apple, slowly revealing the syringe to her eyes. Within it was a startling, crimson liquid.

Extracted directly from his body.

Yvonne Finley raised her hand to gingerly touch it. It was warm.

"Do you draw it often?"