007: Then there is no need for your existence anymore_1

Two days ago, Christopher Robinson thought Amelia Cobb was still an immature child who only knew how to cry when faced with problems and wouldn't achieve much.

But today, Amelia has truly impressed him.

She was aggressive and didn't give anyone a chance to breathe.

"What I want is not Mr. Robinson's attention."

Christopher Robinson, who has been in business for many years, is a capitalist who ruthlessly devours anyone in his path. He hasn't been so bluntly confronted in many years.

Amelia stared at him: "Before I met Mr. Robinson, I could at least live a stable life. But now, thanks to Mr. Robinson, even going out has become a calculated risk........"

"Miss Cobb, you might as well say directly what you want."

Christopher Robinson had no patience to listen to her finish and interrupted directly.

Amelia's words were abruptly interrupted by Christopher Robinson, and she looked at him in silence. Yeah! What does she want?

Does she want this man's care? Given her past interactions with Christopher Robinson, the predatory capitalist in front of her wouldn't give her any care.

Does she want to cling to Christopher Robinson's coattails? But even clinging to his coattails would only protect her from the Cobb family's abuse.

What's the point?

It's not just the Cobb family members that she has to face.

Amelia came to her senses: "Mr. Robinson is overthinking."

Christopher Robinson saw the struggle in her expression but couldn't help but admire Amelia's calmness. He nodded: "Hopefully."

"If Miss Cobb is smart enough, she should learn to protect herself instead of making herself a laughing stock."

Amelia scoffed: "Mr. Robinson might as well just say that I'm not only embarrassing myself."

"I want to ask, if I tarnish Mr. Robinson's reputation outside, what would happen?"

Christopher Robinson stood in the darkness, his aura blending into the night. He stared at Amelia, his eyes incredibly deep: "Then there would be no reason for you to exist any longer."

His tone was extremely indifferent but carried an undeniably seriousness.

Look! This is the real Christopher Robinson.

This is the Christopher Robinson that Evelyn Cobb knows.

And the Cobb family's understanding of Christopher Robinson is truly minimal.

Christopher Robinson didn't know that this sentence would be too late to take back later on.

......

"Sir, I've checked, and there's no difference from the previous inspection. Amelia Cobb is timid and cowardly, not capable of handling significant challenges."

Christopher Robinson leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes to rest: "Then tell me, what's the situation today?"

"Could it be that........", Juliet Walker hesitated to speak.

"Possessed?" Christopher Robinson lifted his eyelids to look at her, unexpectedly uttering these three words.

Juliet Walker was surprised to be found out and showed an astonished expression.

Christopher Robinson sneered: "You might as well tell me directly that she time traveled and her soul has become someone else."

Juliet Walker: ........

"Keep investigating, if you can't find anything, have someone watch her closely. We can't tolerate any mistakes."

"Yes."

Juliet Walker naturally knew the seriousness of this matter. Among the many wealthy and influential families in the Capital, they didn't choose their daughters but chose the Cobb family. There must be a reason. If Amelia ends up being disobedient and causing the situation to become uncontrollable, they will face an endless abyss

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

When Kallie Rayno left with Amelia after leaving Old Mr. Cobb's residence, Kallie's gaze kept falling on Amelia in the car.

After thinking for a long time, Kallie spoke cautiously: "Amelia, today......."

"I don't want to be bullied anymore."

Amelia probably knew what she wanted to say, so she stopped Kallie from saying anything further.

She looked sideways at Kallie, seeing through the woman's caution: "Why should I bear it?"

"Why should I always blame myself? Even prisoners have human rights, don't I? Don't make me go to the ancestral hall. Once I enter, I will definitely burn it down."

Amelia was filled with anger, and the unknown added a touch of fear to her emotions.

Kallie's caution made her feel even more panicked.

Nowhere to turn, no one to ask, like a blind man leaving the house in the middle of the night, it's pitch black.

Kallie had never seen Amelia like this before.

For the first time in history.

"Your mother knows you don't like it."

"I'm sorry," Amelia rubbed her forehead: "I didn't do it on purpose."

It wasn't Kallie who caused this situation, and yelling at her wouldn't help.

It would only forcefully convey this negative emotion to others.

Returning to Holy Garden, Amelia stood dazedly by her bed.

Kallie brought in a glass of milk.

"Drink the milk, and you'll sleep better at night."

Amelia looked at the milk, somewhat absent-minded.

She couldn't drink milk because she was allergic to it. It had caused her much suffering in her childhood. What about now?

She wanted to try it——.

Amelia picked up the glass and slowly brought it to her lips. Her curiosity compelled her to seek the truth.

After half a glass of milk, she was unharmed, and the expected difficulty in breathing and choking sensations did not come.

A sense of shock was slowly climbing into her consciousness, inch by inch.

"Amelia......," Kallie saw her not speaking and called her gently.

Amelia looked up: "What's wrong?"

"What's been going on with you lately? You're always distracted."

"Thinking about some things."

Kallie adjusted the blanket at Amelia's bedside, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at her gently: "Can Mom help?"

Kallie was very gentle, and that gentleness wasn't faked; it came from the gentle aura of a scholarly family.

Amelia thought of her own mother.

Kallie and her were completely different in personality; the unyielding spirit she inherited from her mother had shaped her character.

One was argumentative, the other silently submitting.

How did she end up meeting these two people with such different personalities?

"Amelia?"

"I'm in my second year, and I want to choose a minor," Amelia took the opportunity to speak.

"What do you want to minor in?"

"International Relations.

Kallie was surprised.

She never thought Amelia would choose International Relations. In her impression, her daughter liked art.

"Why would you choose that?"

"I became interested."

"That's good, too. Interest is the best teacher, and whatever you do, Mom will support you."

Amelia's hands clenched under the blanket, feeling a bit heartbroken.

She couldn't bear to accept this kind of care.

"What can Mom help with?"

"I want to join Mr. Jason Wood's team."

Jason Wood is a famous expert on international issues at Capital University and often appears as an international issues analyst on television. He is a highly respected figure in the industry, but this respected figure is nearly fifty years old and has not been teaching many students in recent years due to his wife's poor health. The number of graduate students he has is limited, let alone Amelia, who is just a sophomore.

Kallie probably also knew the situation of Capital University. She fell silent, wanting to persuade Amelia: "Mr. Wood's wife has been in poor health in recent years, and he doesn't teach many students anymore. Let's switch to another teacher?"

Amelia recalled her past. If it were not for Jason Wood, she could not have become an international negotiator.

Amelia looked at Kallie: "I want to fight for it, just one chance is enough."