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

a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is…

“This proves nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but she is also

on her keyboard. “It’s true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making

design and looked through

and muttered, “I don’t see

hands in front of her chest and walked to Samantha.

look close enough, one wouldn’t have noticed that – there

Josie’s habit to leave a watermark on her work to

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

fell into her chair in despair,

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

was worried about her carelessness, but this

how she could become a manager. What

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