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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 279: That Will Do For Now

"Hey, Aunt Emma." Spencer hesitated for a second and said, "Yeah, it's quite late. She's asleep. Why don't you visit tomorrow or another time?"

Nathalia glanced at Spencer, impressed by how easily and well he could tell lies while wondering why aunt Emma came to visit mum at this time.

"Alright, I will visit tomorrow." Aunt Emma understood what Spencer was implying. She followed them into the lift.

"Nathalia." aunt Emma said.

Nathalia was rather taken aback. She turned to look at aunt Emma and replied calmly, "Yes? aunt Emma." Spencer put his arms around Nathalia's shoulder intentionally, protectively.

Aunt Emma noticed straight away and couldn't help teasing, "I don't bite. You don't need to worry." I'm his aunt, who cares for him more than anyone else, and he's being cautious with me. She thought. It must be in the Davidson family's genes. When they are in love, they don't make sense anymore.