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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 113: Don’t Get Involved

"Of course," Clara said. "Well, it's nice to meet you, just Catherine."

As she spoke, Clara's face relaxed, and she leveled a dazzling smile at Catherine. Her eyes shone bright, and the slight tension in the air vanished. Catherine stared at Clara, wondering if she'd imagined the strange look before.

"Well, I imagine we'll be seeing a lot more of you," she said awkwardly. "I know that Leydon and Brad are Sean's best friends, but I'm looking forward to meeting his other friends. It's a bit awkward being the only woman."

"Of course," Clara said with another smile. "Though, I'm afraid we won't really see that much of each other. When I'm not modeling, I'm shooting some film or other. It feels like I'm always on location somewhere—not that I'm complaining, of course." 

Clara's voice was melodic and warm, and her accent was a gentle mix between British and American. Catherine found herself nodding along with everything the model said.