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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

369: Shi Yue: I wonder if my relationship with President Robinson would be enough. _1

"President Robinson, what's going on?" Amelia Cobb looked at the business card in her hand.

The woman was naked, with curves both front and back, estimated to be a 36D. The body that could entice many men.

Amelia, as a woman herself, couldn't help but marvel at it.

Christopher Robinson's brow furrowed. Things escalated throughout the night, the circumstances of tonight's banquet remained unclear, whether it was the nouveau riche who had snuck in or Ella Kent, or even the business card currently in his coat pocket.

Everything was telling him that someone had planted a spy close to him.

That they could pull something like this right under his nose showed just how brazen they were.

Reaching over, the man took the business card from Amelia's hand and took a photo of it to send to Juliet Walker.

Then holding Amelia's hand, they entered the living room where he detailed tonight's events to her.

"Ella Kent? She's causing trouble again?" Amelia poured a glass of water.