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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 172: My Beautiful Princess

Love based on sweet talks and lies could never last long, and one day it would just tumble down.

However, not everyone understood.

Suddenly, Mrs. Davidson had her eyes fixed on Spencer. She waved her hand and beckoned him. "You are my son?"

Spencer leaned forward, kissed her on her cheek, and said, "Yes, mum. I'm your son."

He kept Nathalia's hand in his.

Mrs. Davidson smiled delightfully, "My son is very good-looking. I'm a lucky mother." Her smile was pure like an innocent girl's, and the joy she showed was from her heart.

Spencer was amazed that his mother accepted him straight away. It was probably the power of nature and blood. The bond between a mother and her child could never be severed.

Nathalia smiled happily for them. That's wonderful. 

Then Mrs. Davidson's eyes fell on Nathalia's pretty face, pouted her lips, and asked, "And who's this girl? My daughter-in-law? You look very young, though."