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

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

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

Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to the design, didn’t

design and looked through it quickly,

quickly appraised the design and muttered,

in front of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she

one wouldn’t have noticed that – there was

leave a watermark

was stunned to see that. It was as

chair in despair, losing

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

carelessness, but

just wondering how she could become a manager.

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