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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 9: Who Is She?

Inside the office, the manager was still accompanying Drake when someone knocked on the door and walked in without instruction. The manager bristled – who could be stupid enough to interrupt him when he was with his most important client? He was about to open his mouth and say something when the staff member hurriedly started talking.

"Sir," he looked over at Drake. "Your brother is ill; he is vomiting in the bathroom!"

Hearing this, Drake immediately tensed and stood up.

"Take me there!"

The manager and the staff hurriedly took him to the mens' dressing room, not caring if anyone was inside or not.

In the bathroom, Angela was retching, but nothing was coming out now. Her stomach was empty of all she had eaten this morning which was not much. She flushed the toilet bowl and tiredly opened the stall, hoping there was no one outside. Her hopes were quashed when she saw Drake, the manager, and Aiken standing outside looking worried.