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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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205: Go back to be a virtuous wife and good mother for you_1

On July 8th, Isaac Fenton escorted Amelia Cobb to Vivian's studio.

As soon as they entered, Vivian picked out a few dresses, saying that they were arranged by Mr. Robinson. Amelia chose a light blue gown that best suited her status.

Amelia sat in front of a mirror, allowing Vivian to style her hair while she closed her eyes to relax.

"Didn't I tell you before, Miss Cobb? You look so much like an old friend of mine."

Amelia's thoughts were interrupted by Vivian. She lifted her eyelids and looked at her, "Evelyn Cobb?"

"I've heard that name so much lately that my ears have calluses. It seems that the deceased negotiator still carries weight in everyone's hearts."

Amelia carelessly brushed her freshly polished nails as Vivian laughed lightly, "Yes, she does."

With a faint smile, Amelia asked, "Then why is she still dead?"