A chill crept down Samantha’s spine. She took a deep breath and forced a smile. “Oh, I forgot about that. You have an eye for details, indeed. Take a seat, Josie.”

Josie remained immobile. “Don’t you want to hear how I knew about that?” Josie asked innocently.

Fear slowly snaked around Samantha’s heart. She seemed to be losing to Josie’s calm and steadiness. The corners of her lips twitched, but she remembered that Josie had no evidence.

“How so?”

“Because I’m the designer.”

“Nonsense. You can’t just make a claim like that without any eviden–”

Before she could finish her sentence, Josie turned her laptop around, showing everyone the design.

Instead, Samantha stopped short and started sweating.

When did she fix her laptop? That is impossible!

audible gasps in

a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is…

is no evidence. Not only did she

The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to the design, didn’t you

looked through it quickly,

appraised the design and muttered, “I don’t see

walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed

noticed that – there was a tiny watermark

was Josie’s habit to leave a

was stunned to see that. It was as clear

her chair in

remove the watermark. This time around, you took my work before I could

carelessness, but this

how she

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