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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 110: He Decided To Make A Move

Worried and enraged, Mr. Morgan snapped, "Don't threaten me with the photos anymore! It doesn't work anymore. It's out there now!"

Bitches. How dare you all threaten me?! Bithches!

She picked up a book on the desk and smashed onto the wall. "That little devil!" She barked. "I can give you lots of money. A lot." She persisted.

"I don't lack money." Mr. Morgan jumped in instantly. He hated being controlled and threatened.

Seeing that he wasn't taking the offer, she grew even more furious. "You don't lack money? Huh, alright, the world shall see all those photos!" You are either my assistant or my enemy. You don't want to help me, then fuck you.

Mr. Morgan trembled and sweated in fear. "Wait, wait. Calm down. We can talk about this. There must be something we can do."

She smiled triumphantly, "Now, we are talking. As long as you find a way to get rid of her, to make her suffer..."