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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 220: He Fired Many Employees

Some lazy students immediately sat straight when they heard that.

"Cathy, are you okay?" Ethel wrote these words on the paper.

Catherine shook her head and said she was all right,

She was astonished that Sean became the professor of Kings College and taught her.

Ethel made faces and said, "The professor is handsome." 

Catherine supported her forehead and sighed.

Everyone felt the class was torture that they needed to put up with. Then the ringing of the bell saved them.

It wasn't that the professor's lecture was boring. On the contrary, it was intriguing. But his looks were frightening. He could tell the slightest movement or the most subtle whisper from his class. It was like he had a vision that could see beyond thousands of miles with clairaudience.

The professor was a handsome young man. Yet his presence was formidable. One couldn't defy whatever he said when he threw a look.