Lydia Shire was good at language analysis, in other words, she had spent a long time pleasing men and had honed her skills in reading people. Amelia Cobb's straightforward words basically told her that everything she was experiencing now was her own fault.
"Do you believe in fate?" Lydia asked Amelia.
Amelia took a sip of clear tea: "I do."
She didn't believe it before, but now she did.
In her last life, Evelyn Cobb always believed that man could conquer nature, but in the end, a group of people pushed her into hell.
Reborn in this life, the cycle of fate turned once more.
What was meant to happen would happen, it was only a matter of time.
"Does President Robinson believe it?" Lydia's words carried a hidden meaning.
Amelia's slightly curved eyes fell on Lydia, who couldn't stop talking about Christopher Robinson today.
Her words were full of yin and yang, making it difficult for Amelia not to overthink.
