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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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt 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.
Naturally, she expected to become the subject of ridicule. Still, the speed with which she was humiliated took her by
surprise.
"That's right. I thought it's quite unfair, too." Someone chimed in. "Maeve is more deserving of the prize. How did a
newcomer with less than two years of experience get nominated?"
Maisie chose to ignore the remarks and turned on her computer to prepare for her class.
Just then, Ruth appeared at the door, waving her phone in excitement. "Ms. Squire, Ms. Squire! Look, you've made
it to the final round of the competition!"
Maisie was shocked, like everyone else.
Maeve, however, looked dejected.
Ruth couldn't contain her pride and pretended to cough. "It's an 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 role!"
A heavy silence filled the room as they exchanged cryptic glances.
Maeve could no longer contain her doubts. "Principal Corbin, I've been clear about my reservations regarding the
nomination!"
Ruth shot her an annoyed look. "The nomination process is public and transparent. Everyone has witnessed Ms.
Squire's performance over the past two years. Our school values capability over seniority. That has always been my
principle!"
"Principal Corbin, you—"
"Let's not argue," Maisie interjected, who had been silent.
She looked around with a gentle smile, walked over to Maeve, and nodded neutrally. "Ms. Campbell, the nomination
doesn't solely consider experience. It primarily evaluates one's teaching philosophy and ability. In these aspects, I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbelieve I'm on par with anyone."
Her words were calm, but they stung Maeve like a needle. Resentment burned in Maeve's eyes as she glared at
Maisie.
"Teaching philosophy? What philosophy is that? This is a prestigious kindergarten, and the children are the future
pillars of their families. While you... You're always playing with them! What kind of education is that? How can a
teacher like you be considered outstanding?"
Maisie maintained her composure as she gazed at Maeve's flushed face. "So, how do you believe children should be
taught?"
Maeve didn't hesitate in her response. "With discipline, of course! We must instill pressure in them from
kindergarten. They can't start off on the wrong foot.
"Let me tell you, I used to teach the Bayers' children... including your ex-fiance! His performance was exceptional
for his age back then!"
Maisie was stunned as Graham's actions replayed in her mind.
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