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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 36: I’m Serious

The first course came—salads for everyone—and she pushed the lettuce around her plate, taking small bites only when she felt Sean's eyes on her. As the men ate, they began to talk about politics and the latest news in the business world. Bored, she zoned out, stealing occasional glances at them all.

Both Brad and Leydon looked to be about Sean's age, and they both spoke with posh accents. If they knew Sean, she figured they must come from wealthy families too. She scanned her memories, trying to think of anything Sean may have said about them, but she couldn't think of a single thing. She couldn't even remember meeting Brad on the wedding day—she'd been too focused on her escape plan.

"Leydon, where's Clara?" Sean asked. "It's strange to see you without her." 

Leydon scowled and shrugged, "She's filming somewhere on the continent right now."

"All by herself?" Brad asked, an exaggerated leer on his face.