Heated Arguments

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"Let go of me!" Pooja yelped. "Security! Security!!"

"Adhika." Divija hurried towards her and pulled her away. "What are you doing?"

"Fixing the bitch's wagon," she quoted her words from earlier.

"We were supposed to embarrass her in front of her colleagues, not engage in a physical combat." She whisper-yelled.

"How dare you barge into my workplace and do this to me?" Pooja fumed. "I'm calling the police. I'm going to file a case against you for assault."

"Oh really?" Divija asked through gritted teeth. "Go ahead and do that, then you'd digging your own grave. Everyone!" She turned to the crowd that had gathered and were keenly watching the live drama unfold in front of them. "This woman right here." She pointed an accusative finger at her. "Is a homewrecker. She's having an affair with Mr. Khan and it's been going on for a long period of time."

Murmuring gestures and gasps could be seen and heard, emitting from the crowd.

Pooja approached Divija and slapped her. "You crazy woman. For your information, I'm happily married with two kids. Your accusation is baseless."

In a split second, Divija had slapped her back. "That makes you even cheaper than I thought. Your husband will be disgusted by you and your kids, they will despise you for the rest of their lives."

Pooja was about to hit her again, but Adhika was quick to catch her hand midair. "How shameless can you get? A lowly mistress such as yourself has no right to stand up against the legal wife. Do you think you can take us on? Why don't you admit to your despicable deeds? It's an act of cowardice. I refuse to leave this company, until you admit to your crime." She pushed her on the floor and sat on her stomach, before she could get up.

"Adhika, don't do this. Let's leave." Divija attempted to pull her off the screaming woman.

"I'm warning you, Divija. Get your hands off me." She shrugged her hands off her shoulder and backhanded Pooja. "Tell me right now; are you having an affair with my husband. Admit it! You have been sleeping with Sameer, right?"

"Get off me!" Pooja shrilled. "Someone please get the security here!"

"That's enough now, Adhika. Please let's just leave, before the security men arrive."

"I'm not leaving, until I'm done with this wretched woman. You can leave of you really want to." She averted her attention back to the woman lying beneath her and smacked her face even harder than she previously did.

"Hey! Get off her." One of the two security men that had arrived ordered.

"She's a lunatic. She won't listen to you. Get her off me, before she kills me." Pooja clamored.

The security men grabbed both Adhika's arms and pulled her off Pooja.

"Please let her go." Divija beseeched, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Don't let her escape. Hand her over to the police." She ordered.

"Yes, ma'am." They responded and were about to drag her away, when Sameer emerged from the office.

"What's going on here?" His gaze was on his secretary, whose face was badly bruised, before it averted to his wife, being constrained by the security men, like some sort of criminal. "Get your hands off her, now!" He ordered and they instantly did. He then walked up to them. "I asked a question; what's going on here?"

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