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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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895 Chs

Chapter 39: Learning Karate

Angelo hammered to the railing beside regretfully with his departure, and then she quickly carried the bags and followed up.

"Drake, please wait."

The sound echoed in the mountain all the time. They two finally climbed half the way, but Angelo was already exhausted and panting.

She threw the bags aside and sat on the ground at will. Because of exhaustion, she was less afraid of Drake now.

"I'm so tired now. I can't move."

Noticing that Drake is to leave again, Angelo grabbed his calf with a swoop. 

Drake seemed to be electrocuted. Though he looked cold still, he stopped. 

"Drake, I got exhausted, really." 

Hearing her words, Drake glanced at Angelo and came to her. Then, he lifted Angelo up and took a bag on his back.

"Follow me."

There was only one bag on the ground. Angelo can just try her best to take it on her back.

With one bag, she felt much more relaxed. So, she hurried to follow up.