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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 4: Was She Exposed?

Angela started sweating. She looked at Patrick. How did he know? 

What should she do?

Was she exposed?

Her life would be in danger if she were to be exposed!

"Angelo went out to hook up with a girl last night. I saw hickey marks on his neck!" Patrick sneered at Angelo.

Angela froze and hurriedly covered her neck.

Although she acted nervously, she was relieved inside. No one knew who she really was. She was safe.

Drake frowned, walked over, and grabbed Angelo's wrist, pulling his hand away.

It was the first time he had touched his wrist. It was so slim that he could break it with a little more strength.

The blue and red hickey marks stood out sharply on his pale wet skin.

"You're only eighteen, and you are already fucking around?"

Drake's voice was unreadable.