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!

gasps in the

me have a look. Josie created this a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s

was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but

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

design and looked through it quickly, not knowing what to

the design and muttered, “I

of her chest and walked to Samantha.

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

was Josie’s habit to leave a watermark on her

as clear as day who was

chair in despair, losing her

around, you took my work before I could do that. I forgot about it until I

was worried about her carelessness, but this time around, it helped

wondering how she could become a manager. What

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