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

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

this was created is no evidence. Not only

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

turned to her design and looked through

quickly appraised the design and

walked to Samantha. Then,

that – there was a

was Josie’s habit to leave a

was as clear as day who

into her chair

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

her carelessness, but this time around, it helped

wondering how she could

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