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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 · Urbain
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231: Not afraid of being stupid, but afraid of everyone else being wise_3

Clearly, in such occasions, there are quite a few people who seize the opportunity to rush forward.

Amelia Cobb sits beside Kallie Rayno, playing the role of the obedient girl.

Like a child watching the grown-ups chat.

As the conversation heated up, a well-dressed woman slowly walked in through the door.

She looked to be in her thirties.

Older than the young ladies from the wealthy family but younger than the ladies in this group.

"Miss Heaton?"

Kallie's gaze left the group in front of her and landed on the woman standing at the door.

"Who are you?" The woman who was inexplicably called a name looked at the rich woman in front of her, stunned.

"You might not remember me. Last time we had dinner outside, Mr. Zachary introduced me to you."

Her soft voice, accompanied by her appropriate behavior, made her seem like the legitimate wife of a respectable family.

Add to that Kallie's well-known good temper in the capital.