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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 74: Let Me Be

The murmuring in the crowd grew louder. The auctioneer pounded his wooden mallet to try to restore order, but everyone ignored it. Sensing an advantage, Lawson straightened up and looked out at the crowd, puffing his chest out like an actor.

"That's right," he continued. "My niece's father, James Stewart, passed away after a horrible car accident when she was only fifteen. My wife and I took her in, raised her, and gave her everything she could ever want, but this is how she repaid us! She drove us out of our own home, stole my art, and now she's auctioning it off to the highest bidder."

"Drew," Sean barked into his phone. "Put an end to this." 

Catherine felt her face flaming, and she slouched low in her chair. The auction guests were now standing, trying to get a look at her. She knew that the incident would be all over the society pages in the morning. People would talk about it for months—maybe even years.

"Who's Drew?" she asked Sean.