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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 192: How Did She Know Those Things?

Angelo stayed there and stared at McCoy.

McCoy wasn't polite to her anymore. He stared at her as if to see her through.

Angelo then backed herself. She looked around and got in McCoy's car. "Let's talk about it later," she said.

They were on the street now; people might hear them. Angelo didn't want others to know her identity.

McCoy got in the car then. They remained silent the whole way. Finally, the car stopped in front of the Watts house.

Angelo got out of the car, glanced over the villa, and said in confusion, "Is the house redecorated?"

"Of course, Stella died here, I have to redecorate it, or it would be ominous," replied McCoy.

Angelo's face darkened at once.

In the living room, Angelo sat opposite McCoy.

"How do you know I am Angelo?" She didn't cover herself anymore. McCoy asked her like that, showing that he had known her secret.