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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 255: Don’t Get Scared

When Catherine came home from Carmela Resort, instead of turning more relaxed, she became worried and insecure. It was all because of that little girl Sean remembered.

Although Catherine liked to think of herself as an independent woman, she couldn't help getting affected by this. Somehow, the little girl that Sean spoke of sweetly brought Catherine back when she was six. It was then that she met that little boy.

When Catherine was six, her family took her out on a Christmas trip on a ranch. The owner was a close friend of her family. That was why they chose the place. She still remembered how breath-taking the view was. The air was fresh, and the flowers were blossoming. She could see the blue sky and clear waters. It was the first time she saw horses.

Since Catherine was too little to ride horses alone, her family left her in the care of the ranch owner and went out riding. As little Catherine was drawing pictures in her room, she heard a faint voice, "Help!"