The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 432

Maeve pressed down on Sandy's arm, until Sandy screamed, holding her in place.

'Next time, take a different path." Maeve said coolly.

Sandy nearly fainted from the pain, sinking to her knees, speechless. Maeve's words lingered over her like a shadow, crushing any thoughts of revenge.

Others who'd gossiped like Sandy felt a new wariness around Maeve, wondering if they'd be next. But some admired Maeve's resolve. A few who already liked her now felt a stronger respect. After all, who wouldn't be impressed by someone with such talent, elegance, and courage?

Maeve had expected her assertiveness would make others keep their distance, but to her surprise, more people began approaching her. She sensed a newfound respect from her peers, and the morning passed without incident. During lunch, Arthur called Maeve aside, concerned about the incident.

Unlike Maeve, department heads like Arthur had to manage both their teams and pass evaluations from upper management. If they didn't meet expectations, they could be demoted.

Arthur wanted to fire Sandy. The competition within Trazir was intense, and they could afford to lose someone like Sandy. If she got fired, no other fashion company would take her in. Arthur practically wore his support for Maeve on his sleeve, but Maeve felt a bit uncomfortable. She appreciated his good intentions but sensed something felt off. "Thanks, Mr. Arthur, but it's settled. There's no need for further action," Maeve said.

Unless Sandy decided to start more trouble, Maeve was ready to move on. But if Arthur intervened, it might look like Sandy's accusations had some merit.

Ms. Reese. I'll handle any other disciplinary issues to prevent this from happening

sharp voice interrupted them.

going on?"

voice. It was Fiora, storming over, eyes blazing.

again? Weren't you already sent back to wherever you came from? Why are you back?" "Princess Fiora,"

so now you're after my fiancé?" Fiora

held her ground. "You're mistaken. Loren and I are

her chin with contempt. "I know your type! I've seen plenty of women clawing their way up from nothing. I just haven't bothered to put you in your place until now. Stay away

sister, nothing more. We aren't engaged, so stop spreading lies. Ms. Reese and I are strictly professional. Apologize to her. This behavior isn't fitting for

"Arthur, you're choosing her over

replied firmly. "This attitude isn't you. When did you start acting like

by the words of her crush. She turned her anger on Maeve, glaring as

at?" Fiora hissed. "Get out! You lowly commoner,

anger toward Maeve. If Arthur weren't here, Flora would