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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 57: It Won’t Work

She wondered if it was the side effects of the drug or the intense amount of adrenaline, but she couldn't stop laughing. She was in deadly danger, but the situation seemed hilariously absurd.

Catherine felt a sharp yank on her head and then a burning scratch across her face. She turned to see Iris, fighting like a madwoman. Taking one hand off the wheel, she reached for Iris's face, trying to push her away. Though Iris was small, Catherine was weak. She took her other hand off the wheel and pushed harder.

The car swerved toward the side of the road, and Iris grabbed the wheel and jerked it back. A lorry passed them, blaring its horn, but Catherine ignored it. She jerked the wheel with one hand and scratched and pushed at Iris.

"Stop," Iris shouted as another horn pierced the air. "We're going to hit someone."