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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

359: The man's steady voice is like a calming pill _3

"You need to bring so many people in the middle of the night for a legal search? You guys seem less like you're here for an inspection and more like you're here to stir trouble."

The other party, faced with Isaac Fenton's threat, wasn't afraid, but smirked instead, "If you don't let us, I doubt you're the one looking for trouble."

Isaac Fenton nodded: "Since you've said as much, well then, be my guest."

"My master has said, the Orchard Garden is vast and thinly populated, you might need some time for the search, so take your time."

With that, Isaac Fenton moved aside.

The leader glanced at Isaac Fenton and raised his hand, his men scattered around.

Not long after, screams and dogs barking echoed from the courtyard.

Isaac Fenton, cracking sunflower seeds under the eaves, seemed utterly unconcerned by the chaos in the courtyard.

"Isaac Fenton."

The man's voice filled with suppressed rage resonated in the yard.