The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

"I come across plenty of oddballs in this line of service, so I'm pretty used to it. Please leave if you don't want to get your makeup done. I have other customers to attend to. I'm sure Miss Lisa didn't invite you in here to have you trample all over her kind gesture."

The makeup artist maintained a smile throughout, which unsettled Karen. She tapped Sadie's hand abruptly. "This isn't your home, Sadie. So I'm warning you, you better behave yourself."

She turned to the makeup artist with an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that. It's my fault for spoiling her too much. I know she doesn't have the best of temper, but I hope you don't take what she says to heart. She just wants to look her best for tonight's dinner party, and with all the hype about Denny's skills, she's quite eager to have him do it. Of course, we also trust you. After all, you're Lisa's makeup artist, and we know you must be skilled enough for her to keep you."

Sadie stood behind her mother with a look of frustration. Upon reflection, she realized that her earlier remarks had been disrespectful to Lisa.

'Ugh. Fine. I guess I'll let this makeup artist do my makeup just for today,' she thought.

'I feel so sorry for this girl,' thought the makeup artist sarcastically. 'She needs to take a good, long look in the mirror if she thinks she's worthy for the boss to handle her makeup.'

Everyone in Denny's studio had studied abroad, and they all possessed their aesthetics and standards. Otherwise, she would not have had the confidence to ignore Karen and Sadie's provocations.

Karen and Sadie were relatively satisfied. They could not help but wonder if some junior makeup artist could make them look this good,

boarded the car home ahead

"How many times have I told you to control your temper when you're outside? Did you think you were still at home, where everyone had to cater to your wishes?

other rich men's wives. They treat you like their servants, even though you're on equal footing with

support you. So how can we win against them? We should count ourselves lucky that I was able to marry your

end up like me, without anyone to rely on and still looked down upon by them. I want

"Mom, I always knew you were the person who loves me the most in this world. Don't worry, I'll make you proud. At the very least, I'll make sure

needed to

you'll be

now; she doesn't look like a

She's always dressed

tattered clothes, running around