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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 80: Are You Drinking?

As the students left, she felt her anger drain. In its place came shame and embarrassment. She dropped the broken bottle to the floor and reached for her purse. It had only taken a little bit of goading for the girls in her class to make her crack like that.

Sophia rushed over and grabbed her arm, "Are you okay, Cathy?"

"I'm fine," Catherine sighed. "But I think those girls owe me an apology."

Sophia hesitated, "They do, but now might not be the best time to get it."

"No, I want an apology," she insisted. "I came here to try to make amends and to end things on a good note, but they attacked me." 

"That seems fair," Sophia sighed. She raised her voice slightly, "Why don't you apologize and makeup, girls?"

"I'm sorry," the mousy haired girl said.

"I'm sorry," mumbled a few others.

"Oh, come on, this is pathetic," Madison snapped. "You're all going to apologize to the school bully now? If anything, she owes an apology to you."