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.
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.
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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