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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

AnnaShannel_Lin · Urbano
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Chapter 101: Is He Flirting Me?

"You swear? Ha. I can also swear that you are not telling the truth. Swearing means nothing. Give us proof." Joanna smiled contemptuously. She hated any girl that was ever close to Spencer, be they just his temporary girlfriends or his fiancée. Nathalia was almost Mrs. Davidson, and naturally, Joanna resented her. 

Nathalia stared at Joanna for a few seconds before she replied, "When you swear, it probably means nothing, but when I do, I mean what I say." Her tone was genuine and humble.

Joanna felt awkward, embarrassed and enraged, her face reddened, but when she was about to say something, Spencer interrupted, "What's going on here? Nathalia, it's been a stressful morning for you. Why not go home and get some rest?" He walked straight to Nathalia, and his eyes fixed on her. They spoke adoration.

"It's Spencer Davidson." The crowd exclaimed.

"How come? When did he get here?"