The Heir's Secret Bride

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Way, I'll be sending my resignation letter to your inbox soon. Today's probably my last day here. Thanks for everything these past few days." Maeve gave Piers a calm nod before walking out of his office. Piers sat at his desk, stunned. 'Maeve's quitting? And getting married? This has to be some kind of joke! How the hell am I supposed to explain this to Wallace now? His mind was spinning.

Maeve's decision to resign wasn't a spur-of-the-moment thing, I felt like a fog had finally lifted, revealing a clearer path ahead. Staying at the company would just mean endless frustration and no future. Leaving was the smart move. She had earned a decent amount from her freelance illustration work and wasn't concerned about the loss of this job. As Maeve approached the office area, she caught snippets of gossip floating from inside.

"Did you hear? Maeve got Mr. Graves hauled off to the station. Has she completely lost it?"

"People from nothing trying to marry into money-it's never a smooth ride. She acts all high and mighty, but isn't this just a scheme to push him into marrying her?"

"Well, if they're really over, we won't have to keep pushing her to quit and become some trophy wife. It's exhausting keeping up this pretense.

That last comment hit Maeve like a punch to the gut. All the ostracism and petty tricks she'd endured from her colleagues- it had all been orchestrated by Jeff

It dawned on her: Jeff had been pulling strings, using his family's influence to sabotage her at work, all to force her to quit. and become dependent on him. She'd seriously underestimated just how low he'd stoop.

Maeve bit her lip, anger simmering just beneath the surface as she walked into the office, saying nothing.

The chatter stopped abruptly, and her colleagues stared in uneasy silence. Eyes shifted nervously as Maeve packed her things with cold determination

but Maeve had

until we find someone to take over your duties."

walked away, already dialing on

from her colleagues and focused on finishing her work. Maybe because

calm, Maeve sorted through her designs, her mind drifting

stopped by the supermarket to grab some protein powder, then picked up a few vitamins at

there looking like thunder. Maeve's first instinct was

Valda's voice was sharp with fury as she stormed over. Have

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Graves family? Your father still works for them! And now, you go and bite the hand that feeds

and apologize to Jeff Her voice shook with anger, her grip tightening.

she snapped, "So what? You should've

family

"If you all want to rely on him so much,

as if to strike Maeve. "What did you just

for the impact. But the slap never came. Instead,