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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 54: Did It Work Well?

Standing in front of the mirror, Nathalia saw her cheeks and body glowing with life. The underwear fits perfectly. Impressive. He really knows women well, I guess.

There was a knock at the door. Spencer pushed the door open and walked in. His eyes sparkled at the sight of Nathalia. He was pleased.

A navy blue dress wrapped around her beautiful, fit body. She looked stunningly alluring and elegant. Navy blue suited her wonderfully.

He gazed at her for a few seconds. "Do you like it?" He asked, proud of himself, yet his voice gentle and loving.

Nathalia's heart was racing. She tried hard and managed to hide her stirred emotions. "You have a good taste, just like what they say." She teased. As soon as she said it, she realized how flirtatious she sounded.

He stretched his arm out, grabbed her on her waist, and pulled her into his arms. He pecked her on her cheek.

"Are you implying that you are jealous of the women I had? From now on, you are the only one. The only one to me."