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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 105: Critical Condition

Finally, his phone rang—it was Geoffrey. At first, it was impossible to understand her, but she finally explained that there had been a fight and that Catherine was headed toward the hospital with Sophia and Linda. He raced out of his office to his car, jumped in, and sped toward the hospital, ignoring red lights and traffic. As he drove, he called her number over and over again on the car phone. Finally, she answered.

"Sean?" she asked, sounding dazed.

"Where are you?" he barked.

"I'm at the hospital," she said. "I thought Geoffrey told you." 

"I'm on my way," he said. "Don't leave."

"I won't," she said quietly.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

There was a deep sigh on her end of the line. Finally, she said, "No, but I'm not hurt." 

He sped toward the hospital, secretly grateful that she wasn't injured but furious she'd run away again.

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