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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 147: His Affection Was Overwhelming

Angelo didn't know what was wrong with her. Every time she boiled the coffee, she just boiled water. Then she was about to take the coffee away, but Drake wouldn't let go of his hand.

"Drake?" Angelo looked at Drake nervously. The pressure fell on her again, that tears filled her eyes.

Seeing that, Drake let go of his hand and looked away. "Lisa will do these things. Just leave them alone."

Just as he finished his words, Aiken walked in. "Mr. Thorne," he said, "You have a wine party at seven. Shall we leave now?"

"Yeah."

Drake closed the file, got up, and patted Angelo's shoulder.

"Come with me," he said.

Behind him, Angelo showed a bitter face. She lived with Drake, and now she worked with him all day. If this continued, Angeline would have been missing.

"Drake," Angelo groaned, "I'm not feeling well. Can I go home?"