She stood up, her hand naturally reaching out, and Fatima, caught off guard, tumbled to the ground.
The chair Fatima had been sitting on fell on top of her, right on her injured leg that was still healing.
Immediately, Fatima let out a painful scream, and the others rushed over, frantically helping her up.
"Josephine, do you want to lose this job? How could you do this to Miss Fatima!" the supervisor yelled angrily at Josephine.
Josephine sneered, "I don't want this job anymore. I'm sick of it. I'm just getting a paycheck, not selling my soul to the design institute. Why should I put up with this crap?"
Fatima, furious, shouted, "Don't think you can just quit and get away with it. I'll sue you for intentional harm!"
"Fine, I'll sue you for intentional harm too. I'm going to the hospital to get my injuries checked right now!" Josephine shot back, waving her injured hand in front of Fatima.
Fatima was arrogant, but Josephine was even more so.
