The Actress They Couldn’t Replace

On my thirty-seventh birthday, I bought a cake and brought it to the company.

I had planned to celebrate with my coworkers that evening, but I never expected to receive a layoff notice the moment I walked into the office.

The boss’s new girlfriend, Chloe Reed, sneered and said:

“A thirty-seven-year-old actress is too old to keep acting.”

She held a contract in her hand:

“Look, I only signed with the company half a month ago, and I already landed the female lead in a film by a famous Hollywood director.”