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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 · 都市
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796 Chs

170: Is Evelyn Cobb's death related to you?_1

The living room atmosphere was rendered silent, with Amelia Cobb sitting on the steps, looking at Christopher Robinson leaning on the couch. Her eyes were filled with suspicion, curiosity, and a touch of unmasked dominance.

And what about Christopher Robinson?

Convinced that Amelia was Evelyn, he knew she was aware of certain things, but her intelligence did not allow her to make public what she knew, as it could bring about her doom.

"So?" The man's thin lips opened slightly, looking at Amelia.

"What you want is not just the money in Charlie Wood's hands!" Amelia was almost certain.

And what about Christopher Robinson? He didn't avoid it either.

Slowly nodding, the ruthlessness of the superior was undoubtedly evident at this moment: "I need an opportunity to kill him anytime, anywhere."

"President Robinson, are you making a deal with me?" Amelia seemed to see through the man's intentions at the moment.

"Why not?"

"What's in it for me?" Amelia asked back.