As Maisie stepped into the office, a sarcastic scoff greeted her. "Outstanding teacher? I'm telling you, this prize is fake. It's useless!"

Stunned, she quietly approached her desk, which happened to be adjacent to Maeve's.

The flames of resentful jealousy burned brightly in Maeve's eyes.

Ever since Ruth had announced Maisie's nomination as the outstanding teacher, a bitter fallout had occurred between them. Maeve had vehemently voiced her objections, arguing that Maisie had no right to claim the title due to her relatively limited teaching experience.

This heated debate had drawn the attention of many teachers in the vicinity of the principal's office. They couldn't help but overhear the commotion.

At that moment, a subtle tension hung in the air. Since her return from sick leave, Maisie could sense a shift in how her colleagues treated her.

It was understandable—she had once enjoyed respect as the fiancee of the Bayers' heir. But now, she was an abandoned woman who couldn't even hold her own in a breakup.

of ridicule. Still, the speed with which she was

of the prize. How did a

to ignore the remarks and turned on her computer

at the door, waving her phone in excitement. "Ms. Squire, Ms. Squire! Look, you've made

shocked,

Maeve, however, looked dejected.

Squire has reached the final round of the competition! I have no doubt she'll win the prize... I hope she continues to shine even brighter in

room as

no longer contain her doubts. "Principal Corbin, I've been clear about my reservations regarding the

process is public and transparent. Everyone has witnessed Ms. Squire's performance over the past two years. Our school values capability over seniority. That

"Principal Corbin, you—"

argue," Maisie interjected,

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