The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"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.

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

aesthetics and standards. Otherwise, she would not have had the

help but wonder if some junior makeup artist could make them look this good, then Rita must look even more amazing since Denny was the one who

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told you to control your temper when you're outside? Did you think you were still at home, where everyone had to cater

your weight around? You're too kind-hearted, and that's why you always get bullied by the other

may seem like we're on equal footing with them, but you don't have wealthy or influential grandparents to support you. So how can we win against them? We should count ourselves lucky that I was able to marry your stepfather. You have

I just don't want you to end up like me, without anyone to rely on and still looked down upon by them. I want you to be no different from those rich kids. That's why you