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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 50: Saving Him

"Thanks to my one month's training in karate, I can do this."

Looking at the crack in the window, Angelo wiped the sweat off her face. The window was good. If it weren't for her physical training these days, she wouldn't be able to break it.

With one hard stroke, there was a hole in the window. Evaluating the size of it, Angelo reached through the window and opened the door from the inside.

The broken glass cut her hand, but she just ignored it. Her mind runs wild, thinking there's something wrong with Drake, and she needed to save him. 

"Look! Your hand is bleeding, Angelo."

Daisy was stunned and couldn't help covering her mouth with her hand. The cut might leave a scar, which was a bad thing for any girl.

"It's all right." She assured her best friend and ignored the slight pain that suddenly disturbed her concentration. 

Angelo shook her head, trying to make Daisy relax. Then she opened the door, hugged Drake, and took him out.