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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 62 Sister, Don't Mess With Me

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Yvonne Finley switched off her phone screen, a buzzing sound in her ears. She had stayed up all night in the interrogation room, drinking only water and facing successive interrogations.

Such intensity.

An ordinary person would have collapsed long ago.

But she didn't. She was so tired that she didn't want to move a finger, just silently letting Nathan Clark handle everything. Clearly, Arthur Hudson and co. were unsatisfied with the current situation, but for now, they could only release her from custody.

Yvonne rested her head on the chair, half-closed eyes, her ears filled with noise.

From time to time she wanted to check her phone to see if he had replied.

After all, it was one of the ways she tested his mood.

Yvonne Finley felt that she was a bit too concerned about Caleb Baker, a strange sensation, like finding a target and direction in the thick fog. She was motivated.

The sound of footsteps echoed around her.