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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 126: Why Would Sophia Go With Him?

Keeping one eye on the gleaming knife, she glanced around the bathroom, looking for a second exit. Besides the locked door, there was one small window placed high in the wall. It would be almost impossible to climb out the window, so she had to find a way out the door.

"Looking for an exit?" Ivy asked.

"That's cute," Lily sneered. "You're not leaving until we say you can." 

The girls sprang on her. Lily grabbed her arms, and Ivy held her hair, pulling her head back. Catherine took a deep breath and slammed her head backward, crashing into Ivy's face with full force. A sickening crunch sounded behind her, and the burning on her scalp relaxed. Ivy whimpered and held her hands to her face, blood trickling through her fingers.

She turned on Lily, spiraling her arms to get them out of Lily's grasp. She spun around, grabbed the back of Lily's head, and slammed her face into the sink. Lily grunted and fell her face onto the floor.