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

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

editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only

The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since

design and looked through it

quickly appraised the design and muttered, “I

and walked to Samantha. Then, she

wouldn’t have noticed that – there was a tiny watermark

leave a watermark on her

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

fell into her chair in despair, losing her

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

her carelessness, but this

I was just wondering how she could become a manager. What

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