Nia Mitchell rubbed her bruised arm and rose painfully to her feet.
"Are you sick or something?"
Nia felt aggrieved. Being bumped into in the bathroom was one thing, but to be scolded out of the blue like this was another.
Ever since the Hendry Hampton incident, she had made a firm resolution never to let anyone bully her again.
Victoria Perez laughed coldly, a disbelieving sneer on her face. This lowly woman who bumped into her and then had the gall to fall over actually dared to question her sanity?
"I'm asking you! Are your eyes just for decoration?"
Victoria Perez crossed her arms, looking down her nose at Nia.
"I said, are you sick?"
Nia mimicked her tone and tilted her chin up defiantly.
"To think Madgar Pavilion lets in trash like you these days. Its standards are really slipping."
