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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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796 Chs

272: Explosive Update Four_3

Looking at Christopher Robinson, filthy words, angry roars, and howls followed one after another, filling the room with crying and cursing.

Christopher pressed down on Madeline Carter's head, making her clearly see who was lying on the ground.

"Madeline, days after giving birth, struggled to get up but was held down by Christopher, who asked her viciously, 'I never asked you to live a widow's life for my father, nor did I oppose you finding someone else to live with. But you should never have let someone come after my life!"

"Susan, could you help me get in touch with Ivy Harrison?"

Lydia Shire's words interrupted Susan Stewart's recollections.

"I don't have Ivy's contact information," she replied.

"You don't?" Lydia seemed somewhat surprised, as if she was dissatisfied with this answer.

Susan shook her head and repeated, "I don't."

"Can you help me think of a way? I want to see Ivy."