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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 233: Are You Taking Good Care of Me?

Back to the ward.

Caleb Baker didn't rest either.

It was already late at night.

He leaned against the head of the bed, with one leg bent. The cold night outside the window spilled onto him, seemingly brushing a thin layer of silver gauze on him. The shadow of his jawline was deep, and for some unknown reason, his lowered eyelashes trembled from time to time, as if harboring some worries. The scene was quiet and inexplicably sad.

When Yvonne Finley opened the door-

She paused for a moment, a strange feeling stirring within her. She had thought about the many emotions she might feel. Resentment? Anger? Or confusion?

But it seemed, there were none.

She seemed to have changed.

She used to be indifferent.

Now, she's still indifferent, but with a glimpse of some softness.

When Caleb Baker looked up at her, their eyes met. His eyelids moved slightly, his lips parted but ended up uttering, "Are you cold?"

It was already late at night.