Sonia Quincy's acting was shoddy, but she made up for it in volume.
Her top-of-the-lungs shrieking succeeded in frightening Ms. Armstrong. Ms. Armstrong's face went deathly pale as she stumbled back a few steps in a panic, her voice trembling.
"You're lying! I didn't even touch you! I didn't harm your baby! You're lying!"
Sonia Quincy clutched her stomach, grimacing in pain. "It was you! It was you! Counselor Kendrick, quick, grab her! Don't let her get away!"
Miles Kendrick got up from the ground. "No problem!"
Ms. Armstrong looked at him, terrified. "Wh-what do you think you're doing?"
Miles Kendrick said, "Ms. Armstrong, you knew my client was pregnant, yet you still manhandled her. Now she's crying out that her stomach hurts. I'm afraid there might be something wrong with the fetus. As the assailant, you must come with me to the police station today! I'm pressing charges for intentional assault!"
