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Sophia arrived at the cafe as planned, and she immediately spotted the middle-aged woman with a hat by the
window. She approached with a gentle smile. "Hello. Are you... Ms. Campbell?"
Maeve looked up with a tired look. Sophia signaled for a cup of hot milk, replacing the strong coffee in front of
Maeve. "Ms. Campbell, you shouldn't be drinking such strong coffee at your age. You must take care of your
health."
"Thank you," Maeve replied, her voice lacking energy. "Do you have something to discuss with me?"
Maeve looked up. She had heard from others that Sophia was now Graham's love interest—divorced with a child,
yet she still had a firm grip on Graham's heart.
She assumed that Sophia must possess unique qualities, and toppling Maisie would be a piece of cake with her help.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I..." Maeve licked her lips. "I don't know how to begin."
After a pause, Sophia smiled. "Ms. Campbell, you're Graham's foundational teacher, and Graham treasures this
student-teacher relationship. I feel the same way. We both respect you greatly, so just tell me whatever you need."
"I've been forced to resign from the international kindergarten." Maeve palmed her forehead with a furrowed brow.
Sophia was taken aback, but she had heard about it. Maeve had lost to Maisie in contesting for the best teacher
award. Maeve was prideful and must not be able to accept it.
'This is good, too,' Sophia thought. 'I can take advantage of the situation.'
"Ms. Campbell, don't worry." She patted the back of Maeve's hand with a smile. "See me as your daughter. Tell me
any grievances you have. If I can assist, I'll do everything in my power to help and uphold justice for you."
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One evening, Daniel brought Maisie to the Liz-Inn Hotel. Compared to hotels under the Hamerton Group, Liz-Inn
seemed less extravagant, but it had its unique charm. Situated along the mountains, the hotel exuded a natural and
fresh beauty due to its peaceful location away from the city center.
The hotel's backyard was adorned with butterfly orchids.
When Maisie saw that courtyard, it felt like something struck her heart, and she had been transported back to that
peculiar dream. In her dream, she had also entered a place filled with butterfly orchids.
"Don't you like this place?" Daniel smiled.
"No," Maisie replied softly. "I like it very much, and for some reason... it feels very familiar."
Daniel's gaze faltered for a moment as he silently observed her. "Shall we go upstairs?"
Maisie nodded, following him. They took the scenic elevator directly to the rooftop restaurant, which was situated at
the highest point of the hotel. Floor-to-ceiling windows surrounded them, offering a panoramic view of the city. The
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lights of the city and the stars in the sky complemented each other, creating an unbelievably beautiful scene.
Maisie soon forgot about that strange dream and immersed herself in the breathtaking view. "This place is so
beautiful. I feel like I could reach out and touch the stars!"
Daniel had been watching her all along, his eyes filled with affection. He had arranged for her favorite dishes. By
the window, they had candlelight, red wine, and delicious food, while outside the window lay an enchanting vista.
Warmth welled up inside Maisie. She was grateful for the man who had carefully planned everything and who was
always there when she needed him. She raised her wine glass, determined to toast him.
Daniel's eyes suddenly felt wet. She did not know how to drink in the past, but she had held her glass in the same
way when she drank with him, afraid he might get upset because she couldn't handle alcohol.
In the past, she had forced herself to drink with him, and now...