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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 · ชีวิตในเมือง
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176: One Step Away from the Truth_4

It must be said that Amelia Cobb had indeed trained her perceptive skills during her years at the Negotiation Institute, as this seemingly unimportant person was playing a vital role.

She could see the essence of things.

That night, Christopher Robinson sat in a black Bentley, his hand trembling slightly as he held his phone.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to praise Amelia Cobb for her intelligence or to criticize Isaac Fenton for disrupting his plans.

Christopher's emotions were in turmoil.

If Amelia could force Alice Heaton to go home, there must be something important at Alice's place. If those things fall into Amelia's hands, she would be only a step away from the truth.

If Amelia obtained the truth—

No, no, no, she couldn't.

He wanted Amelia for himself; how could he let her discover the truth?

Christopher's palms were covered in cold sweat, and his momentary joy was quelled by Amelia's move.

Joy?

Fucking joy.

All he had left now was panic.