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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 273: He's Angry Now

Yvonne Finley stepped back, her steps somewhat unsteady, the pain in her neck already subsiding. But seeing his expression at this very moment, she was plagued by inexplicable bitterness. Truth be told, she hadn't slept well all night.

She had been preoccupied with all the tribulations of the Baker family, the Johnson family, her own parents.

If the final outcome was indeed true.

Then what?

"I'm fine, it is still early, don't rush." She lightly tapped his arm with both hands, her voice delicate, her eyes showing no signs of panic or helplessness. Even when facing a matter of life or death, she remained calm and composed.

Caleb Baker looked at her, as if brewing some inner turmoil. Unusually, far from his usual lazy indifference, he now seemed to be as taut as a string, each and every part of him tugged at by internal emotions, waiting for an unanticipated moment to snap and shatter his insides, ending his life.