"Grace, Caleb Forrest was your husband once, you know. There's no need to take it this far, is there? Harassment is a serious crime, and he didn't really do anything to you just now." A man nearby who was on relatively good terms with Caleb Forrest spoke up instinctively.
Grace Winslow just gave him a cold glance and rolled up her sleeves. Her voice was crisp as she said, "Any act that uses violence, coercion, or intimidation against a woman's will qualifies as harassment. He dared to get handsy with me in front of all these people. If no one was around, in private, who knows what he might do?"
"I cannot allow myself to be put in that kind of danger. So, what's wrong with me reporting him for harassment?"
"I don't think Caleb Forrest is fit to remain at this factory. I suggest that management consider transferring him."
