KELLY I turned back to my vanity, where the real work was happening. My makeup and wigs were spread out like an undercover agent’s arsenal. Red lipstick to the left. Smoky palettes to the right. Three different wigs lined up like suspects in a police lineup. Tonight’s mission: a significantly dark
Danny grinned smugly. “I know, right? She’s one of the best cooks in the world. That’s why she works for me.” I rolled my eyes. “Congratulations on your excellent hiring skills.” When I was full, I pushed the plate aside. "Go on, eat more," Danny urged. “That’s enough. My stomach isn’t a bo
KELLY I dropped the spoon and stood, pushing my chair back just enough to let it screech across the floor. Tracy nearly jumped out of her skin. My voice was calm, but sharp enough to slice glass. “Listen carefully. There are a few things you need to know about me. I’m very nice, I’m easygoing, a
“Good,” I said. “Then let’s make it official. Fire both Ken and Rhea. HR can handle the paperwork.” There was no hesitation. “Consider it done.” I ended the call, leaned back in my chair, and smiled. Justice was best served fresh, preferably alongside breakfast. The whispers started within min
KELLY I walked into the company like nothing had happened. No one would have guessed I’d just slapped the designer blush off the new assistant senior manager’s cheeks and threatened to gouge her tongue out. To them, I was the quiet, nerdy Kelly...the one who wore oversized glasses, dressed like
“Call the cops!” Rhea suddenly screeched, clutching her cheek like I’d hit her with a frying pan. “This ugly monster just tried to kill me. I’ll make sure she rots behind bars for the rest of her pathetic life!” Ken lit up like Christmas. Finally, something useful to do! He whipped out his phone,