Chapter 46

Susanna hadn't seemed that hostile toward Liliana in their previous run-ins. But this morning, when they bumped into each other on the fifth floor, Susanna had thrown some cutting sarcasm her way. Liliana didn't bother engaging—she just greeted her briefly and walked off. She headed to the PR department to wait for their response plan. ... Marsha scrolled through the comments under her latest Twitter post, a smug smile creeping onto her face. People on the platform were ripping Liliana apart. The harsher the attacks, the better Marsha felt. While she scrolled, her eyes lit up with an idea. Liliana was already the internet's punching bag—everyone wanted in on the roast. This chance? Way too good to pass up. "Go get my makeup artist," she told her assistant, putting down her phone. Her assistant had just brought her coffee and hadn't even taken a break before rushing off to fetch the makeup artist. A moment later, the makeup room door swung open and in came the artist, cheerful as ever.