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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 51: She Is Fearless

She sneered, though she noticed the meanness and possessiveness in Ben's eyes, and it made her shiver with worry.

I should have been more careful. How have I fallen into their trap? I've been managing so well, but this time… They have plotted all this. They must be determined to get me into trouble. What should I do now? What can I do? I can't just wait and do nothing. I have to fight. I have to.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and she felt like her body was on fire. She wanted to be free. She knew she had been drugged.

Various ideas and thoughts popped up in Nathalia's head. She imagined all sorts of possibilities, and the more she thought, the more frantic she grew.

Desperately, she kicked at Ben's most vulnerable spot, quick and hard. Ben screamed in pain as he covered it with both hands.

Bitch. Cruel!