Chapter 135- "At long last."

Juliet stood in the shadowy corner of a dimly lit room, her eyes fixed on a flickering candle that cast eerie shapes on the ancient tapestries that adorned the walls. Her lips moved soundlessly as she muttered to herself, a secret smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

"Finally," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "Alice has stepped into the good shoes of Dave." The words hung in the air like a long-awaited victory, and Juliet's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

For too long, Alice had been overshadowed by the oppressive influence of Madam Charlotte and her conniving family. They had wielded power like a weapon, manipulating the strings of politics with a cold and calculating hand. But now, the tables had turned, and Juliet relished the sweet taste of revenge.

"Finally," she continued, her voice growing stronger, "wicked Madam Charlotte and her family are no longer going to act foolish again." The words were a declaration of her triumph, a testament to the resilience of the hu