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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 127: One More Time

"You must be Miss Adams, right?" Jeremy asked Christina, reaching out his hand.

He had investigated the supporting actress of the movie. Besides, she looked close to Drake, so he could tell her identity.

Christina, however, looked at Jeremy's hand but wasn't ready to shake hands with him. To her, Jeremy was just a newcomer with no background and not worthy of her friendship. 

Jeremy felt a little awkward. While he was about to withdraw his hand, he saw a pair of clear eyes.

Angelo held Jeremy's hand. Then she put on a smile and gently said to Drake, "Excuse us, Mr. Thorne, we have to prepare for the shooting."

After that, she held Jeremy to leave.

Looking at their back, Drake clenched his fists, and his face darkened.

Christina didn't know what was going on between Angeline and Jeremy, but she didn't care about that. She raised to look at Drake with dependence on her face.

"Shall we go, Drake?" she asked.