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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 64: There Is A Thief Here?

Hale left.

Angelo walked into the room. She glanced at the layout of the room and then muttered, "Are the rooms of the Thorne family all the same?"

She lay down on the bed and felt its softness. She was so relaxed all over.

"Shower time! I need to freshen up myself to remove this anxiety,"

She cheered and walked into the bathroom. But when she finished the shower, she remembered that she had no clothes to change.

"Oh, I forgot it."

She slapped her head, hid her Adam's apple, and walked out, wrapped in a towel.

There were lots of clothes in her original room. So, she went to it.

"I know there is a large shirt here." She took out an oversized shirt from the wardrobe.

As she was about to leave, she heard the sound of water in the bathroom.

"There is a thief here?" With a slight murmur, she placed her shirt on the bed, picked up a badminton racket, and walked carefully to the bathroom.