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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.

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Amelia nodded, "True."

"Everyone should go home now!" Amelia said without intending to stay.

Behind her, none of the dozen or so people uttered a word, as it was already inhumane to be dragged out to work overtime on a cold winter night.

However, considering Amelia's usual care for them and the good company atmosphere, no one had any complaints.

The group left one after another.

Amelia also got into Lucas's car.

"Tell Betty not to follow us."

"I did."

William, still not understanding the situation, looked at Amelia from the back seat, "What happened?"

"Mr. Cobb, there's a mole. We went to five places in a row and came up empty-handed. Yet, when we arrived, even the blood on the ground was still warm, which means they had just left."

"The only way they could control the timing so accurately is if someone told them our itinerary."

Amelia sat in the passenger seat, her gaze constantly darting between the rearview mirror and the reverse mirror.