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!

were audible gasps in the

week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is… obviously later than

is no evidence. Not

and typed on her keyboard. “It’s true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to the design, didn’t you notice

through it quickly, not

also quickly appraised the design and muttered, “I don’t

crossed her hands in front of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed at the top

close enough, one wouldn’t have noticed that – there was a tiny watermark

Josie’s habit to leave a watermark on her work

was stunned to see that. It was as clear as day who

into her chair in despair,

submitting my work, I would usually remove the watermark. This time around, you took my work before I could do that. I forgot about it until

about her carelessness, but this time around,

just wondering how she could

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