You are fired!

THIRD POV

"Were you about to use that dirty brush on my face?"

"Pardon me ma'am but-"

Slap!

Olivia was about to burst from rage, she glared angrily at her make-up artist before plopping her butt on the nearby couch.

Ava, who was Olivia's makeup artist, went on her knees and pleaded with Olivia.

"Please forgive me, ma'am, it was a mistake." Ava bowed her head, she had been working with Olivia for a year now and this was the best-paying job that she had ever had.

Even though her boss might be rude at times, she still looked up to her and did not want to stop working for her.

"Do you know how much I have spent on my face, your lowlife family can never afford that, not even in their next life," Olivia said through gritted teeth.

She saw Mia walk in with Susan and new anger wailed up in her chest. The slap from earlier was still fresh in her memory.

In frustration, she yelled aloud, "Why can't you ever do anything right? You are fired!"

"No please ma'am, my mother is in the hospital, I