Chapter 512 Still a Chance

Chapter 512 Still a Chance

As everyone mentioned it, all the imagery came flooding back.

Back then, Juliet stole Luann's boyfriend, Wilber, and later framed her for many things.

It caused quite a stir at the time.

[One can only say that the Weaver family has such low standards; otherwise, they could be sitting at home counting money now.]

Everyone couldn't help but speculate.

If the deceased Mike were still alive and treated Luann well, and Juliet had a good relationship with Luann, then at this moment, everyone in the Weaver family would definitely be invited back by Luann. Their status would change, and they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Curtis family on the Upper West Side!

This really is a case of one wrong step leading to another!

Juliet angrily threw her phone against the wall, shattering the screen instantly.

Ally, sitting beside her, gently patted her back to comfort her.

"Don't get too worked up. It's not worth ruining your health over a woman like that."

Juliet's eyes were red as she buried herself in Ally's arms.

"You didn't see what they were saying about me. I just can't swallow this!"

"If it weren't for Luann, I should have been the one to marry Myron!"

"Why does Luann get all the benefits while I get all the blame?"

The more Juliet spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, and tears kept falling.

It wasn't just her; even Ally regretted it.

She remembered meeting Myron before he was disfigured by the fire.

At that time, she thought Myron was incredibly handsome.

In this world, he was probably the only one who could match her.

Myron was so elegant and courteous, although he gave her a slight sense of distance, which only made him more attractive and made her want to conquer him.

She still remembered the first time she met Myron.

He was sitting in a corner of the Curtis Manor's living room, backlit, flipping through a magazine.

His entire face was bathed in the warm sunlight, dazzling and radiant.

More brilliant than a rainbow after the rain.

When Myron heard the noise, he looked up and met her gaze, politely curling his lips, his clean and slightly cool voice softly ringing out.

"Ms. North, hello."

He stood up, his height towering over Ally, which gave her great joy.

He stood straight, wearing a white shirt with the top two buttons undone.

She could even see his beautiful collarbone!

"Y-you... hello."

Ally stammered, her face flushed.

She reached out her hand, trembling, but he didn't take it.

"Please, have a seat."

Myron moved aside to make room, discreetly buttoning the last two buttons.

Because he didn't like women looking at him that way.

After Ally chose a seat, she silently picked a spot about 10 feet away from him, avoiding his breathing space.

The heat in Ally's head gradually dissipated, and she awkwardly asked, "Why are you sitting so far from me?"

Myron's tone was still gentle as he changed the subject, "Please, have some coffee."

"Oh."

At their first meeting, Ally was already infatuated with Myron's handsome appearance.

She liked Myron's long, fair fingers, the way his lips curled slightly when he smiled, and how clean and fresh he looked in a white shirt.

So, Ally started visiting the Curtis Manor more frequently.

But nine times out of ten, she couldn't find Myron.

Instead, she became quite close with Diana.

Diana seemed to like her a lot and often talked to her about Myron's childhood.

At that time, Ally felt she had one foot in the door of the Curtis family.

But she didn't expect that a fire would completely sever the budding relationship between them.

When she went to the hospital to see him, she saw his face half-covered in bandages and was too stunned to approach.

The usually unassuming Myron looked at her with a particularly sharp gaze at that moment.

He questioned her.

"Ms. North, why don't you come in?"

Ally was terrified.

"Huh? I... I..."

Myron's voice was cold, like ice water in the dead of winter, bone-chilling.

"Are you afraid of how I look now?"

Myron curled his lips, with a hint of mockery and self-deprecation.

"No! I'm not, how could I be afraid, I..."

Before Ally could finish, Myron removed the bandages from his face.

His face, not yet healed, was charred black from the fire.

Ally couldn't help but retch.

After that, she never went to the Curtis Manor again.

Diana looked for her several times over the next few years, but she always declined.

She avoided any event Myron attended.

Until she learned that Myron had married, she finally felt at ease.

"Ally, if it weren't for Luann, I wouldn't be in this situation! I can't accept it, I really can't!"

Juliet's voice brought Ally back to her senses.

Last night, Juliet watched the global live broadcast of Luann and Myron over and over again.

Her fingers repeatedly tapped on the computer screen.

She wished she could tear off Luann's face and put her own on it.

Back then, she was so close to Myron.

Juliet looked at the changing emotions on Ally's face and sobbed.

"Ally, the person I feel most sorry for is you."

Ally was stunned.

Why did the topic suddenly shift to her?

"Why do you say that?"

Juliet sighed.

"I know my limits. Even if I had married Myron, he might not have liked me."

"But you're different."

"Back then, you had such a good relationship with the Curtis family, especially with Diana."

"Everyone in the Curtis family, and even half of the Upper West Side, almost considered you Myron's wife."

"In terms of knowing him, you met Myron before any of us, right?"

"But now, the one benefiting is someone who didn't even accompany Myron during his most painful times, Luann!"

"Ally, since Luann is from the Miller family, she must have a lot of information."

"She probably guessed that Myron had some secret when she first married him!"

"Otherwise, with her abilities, how could she stay in the Curtis family?"

Ally listened to Juliet's speculation and fell into deep thought.

Her fists clenched tightly without her realizing it.

She was surrounded by an aura of resentment and anger that she didn't even notice!

Juliet continued to fan the flames.

"I think you and Myron have a foundation of feelings."

"Most importantly, you have Diana's favor."

"Diana liked you so much back then, and she still does."

"Ally, you still have a chance!"