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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 184: What A Move

His cheekiness and wittiness brought a smile on Nathalia's face. "If you wish." She said light-heartedly.

She was sensing that it was about time to end the scene. Spencer stood up, holding Nathalia's hand, and said, "You know what my father is like. Don't take him too seriously. Shall we go home?"

Nathalia nodded with a smile. "Thanks, Spencer, and yes, we shall."

One hand around Nathalia's shoulder and the other in his pocket, Spencer led Nathalia away, with everyone watching.

Though the journalists were disappointed, there was nothing else they could do but apologize to Curt and leave.

As they were walking out of the door awkwardly and cheerlessly, they heard a provocative moaning sound from next door. Everyone's face lit up, and all turned to look. The door was ajar.