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

was going on, but Maeve had always

to talk her out of it. "Maeve, if you resign now, it'll be a nightmare to find a replacement on short notice. At least stay until we find someone to take over your duties." Maeve had

walked away,

work. Maybe because

sorted through her designs, her mind drifting to ways she could help Byron recover from his injuries

to grab some protein powder, then picked up a

Maeve's first instinct was to

fury as she stormed over. Have you lost your damn mind? How could

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brother got into that high school because of the Graves family? Your father still works for them! And now, you go and

now You're gonna fix this and apologize to Jeff Her voice shook with anger, her grip tightening. Maeve winced at the pressure. "Mom! Jeff put cameras in my apartment to spy on me and even tried to be violent. How is any of this my

snapped, "So what? You should've put

our whole family relies on

at her mother's words. Her pent-up frustration finally erupted. "If you all want

raised as if to strike Maeve. "What did you

But the slap never came. Instead, a firm