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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

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Chapter 191: I Have My Girl With Me

They had lost the appetite after the encounter with Nancy, so they pretty much just hurried through dinner and went home.

When Mrs. Davidson went to her room, Spencer asked Nathalia quietly about what happened. He looked somewhat worried after Nathalia depicted the story.

Spencer thought it over and went to his mother's room. Mrs. Davidson was watching a comedy show, laughing happily. Spencer hesitated, then knocked at the door. Mrs. Davidson looked up with an innocent look on her face. "Yes?"

"Mum. It might sound a bit random, but I thought you had been here for quite a long time. I wonder if you have thought about going back to Europe."

That was where Davidson's house was, their base.

Nathalia stood by the door, pouting her lips, unsure how to think of it.

"No. I haven't. I like it here. I have you and this cheeky girl here." Mrs. Davidson answered casually and stared back at the screen.