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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · Urban
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238: You care about me but also bring someone to stab me? _1

March 6th, the sun shone brightly in the capital.

Compared to the continuous rainy days before, it felt much warmer.

Amelia Cobb came out of the hotel conference room.

The client quickly followed her and asked, "Does Edward Cobb have a grudge against Yvonne Jones?"

Betty Harrison stood behind Amelia, stretched her hand to block the man, and replied with a sense of distance, "If you want to ask about work matters, we welcome your questions. However, if you want to inquire about personal affairs, please refrain."

The man was taken aback.

He watched Amelia walk away.

Subsequently, the evaluation of Amelia in the circle became simple and crude.

She was excellent in professional knowledge but indifferent to human emotions.

It was late that day when Amelia returned to the office, finding Isaac Fenton standing at the door.

As she got out of the car, Isaac sensed her gaze and looked back, shouting, "Miss Amelia."