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The RISE Of NATHALIA CARTER

The wedding day. A moment that most women treasured with but not with her. She was poisoned on her own wedding day; Nathalia Carter died full of hatred for her father and fiance. How could she accept that they murdered her? Nathalia gaped at Evette Carter, her step-sister, who was now laughing at her stupidity. Evette is one of the culprits behind her painful death. Demons. They are all demons. Nathalia thought in silence while she closed her eyes as consciousness abandoned her. With rage and tears, Nathalia cursed them and promised to take revenge if given a chance to survive. Suddenly, God hears her prayer and gives her a second chance, and she is allowed to come back to seek revenge. This time, she will not be so naive. She becomes fiercer and eager to bring justice to her own death. She would make sure they got what they deserved in this life. Revenge. Torture. Take everything they had. Make them suffer ten times worse than what they did to her. Along the way, her life changed when she met the notorious playboy- Spencer Davidson. He aims to take her as his woman and help her to fulfill her desire to take revenge. Love, Revenge, and Mystery played along the way. Giving her the most challenging part as she journeyed through her new life. Cover Created by: Weilan Wanna know more about the story, follow me on Instagram: annashannellin

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Chapter 119: I Can Afford It

Catherine hugged Sophia tight before getting into the waiting car. Her head ached on the drive home. She didn't know what to do—it was one thing for Linda to hurt herself, but her decisions were hurting Sophia and Maria and Samuel too. She rubbed her temples and closed her eyes, wishing Linda has just stayed in the coma.

She arrived home and went upstairs to do work on her computer. She logged into the company email and found over 100 unread emails. With a sigh, she began to open them, reading them one by one and dashing off quick replies.

"What are you doing?" Sean asked.

She looked up from her computer, surprised to see that the room had gone dark. She squinted her eyes, trying to make out Sean's figure in the doorway.

"I'm trying to work," she said. "I've been spending so much time at the hospital. I'm afraid I'm falling behind on my duties at Feather."

"Don't worry so much about it," Sean said. "Andy and Alan will take care of it."