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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 67: Where Are You Going?

Angelo quivered when she heard Drake's determined voice, but she then thought of the danger of being exposed. Finally, she closed her eyes and bit Drake hard on the arm.

Sensing the pain, Drake was surprised. He had never seen Angelo like this. Somehow, he was pleased and smiled but didn't lose his arms.

Angelo struggled for a while but failed, with despair filled in her eyes.

When Drake put her on the passenger seat, her eyes lit up. She took the chance of Drake opening the driver's seat to open the door to get out.

But before she could get out of the car, a pair of strong arms held her. She turned around to see Drake's cold face and swallowed.

"Fasten your seat belt," Drake said firmly.

Angelo looked at the safety belt and slowly reached for it. Just when Drake relaxed his invigilance, she opened the door and got out of the car.