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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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For a moment, the atmosphere tightened.

"Mr. Cobb, you should know that the Mrs. Carter I'm talking about isn't just anyone," the guard's words were a warning, both inside and out.

"The First Lady?"

"It would be best if you come with us," the guard said, extending his hand towards the back.

And Amelia Cobb?

She put her cell phone in her pocket and slowly shifted her gaze onto the guard: "So what? Abusing power to oppress people?"

The guard knew well that Amelia was difficult to deal with. He had come prepared for that, but he hadn't expected her to be this difficult.

"You should be clear about where you are now; in the age of the internet, aren't you afraid of exposure by foreign media? If you can suppress domestic media, can you also suppress foreign ones?"

"Let me go, no way. Want to see me? Come in person."

Amelia spoke and pushed past the man blocking her way. She entered the elevator.

...

"Is she really that arrogant?"