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.

ridicule. Still, the speed with which she was humiliated took her by

it's quite unfair, too." Someone chimed in. "Maeve is more deserving of the prize. How did a newcomer with less than two

turned on

waving her phone in excitement. "Ms. Squire,

shocked, like everyone

Maeve, however, looked dejected.

honor for our school that Ms. 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 her

room as

could no longer contain her doubts. "Principal Corbin, I've been clear

Everyone has witnessed Ms. Squire's performance over the past two years. Our school

"Principal Corbin, you—"

interjected,

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