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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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299: Test Trial_2

Charging it to Christopher Robinson's account.

Charity?

Or was she deliberately making a scene because she knew that Amelia coveted Christopher Robinson?

No matter the reason, it was enough for Lydia Shire to be on guard.

Before coming back to the capital, she had heard that the Cobb family's daughter was good for nothing and had even bought her way into college.

Yet, while holding the title of Miss, she accomplished nothing compared to someone who ranked second in anything.

She seemed extremely submissive, like a soft persimmon being controlled by others.

However, what she had heard was very different from what she had seen.

At that moment, Amelia, without making a sound, threw a silent punch, making Lydia feel dizzy and confused.

For a while, it was difficult for anyone to understand her real intentions.

Suddenly, Lydia had a thought.