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!

audible gasps

have a look. Josie created this a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is… obviously

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

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

turned to her design and looked through

the design and muttered, “I don’t

of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she

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

habit to leave a watermark on her work to avoid

see that. It was as clear as

fell into her chair in despair, losing

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

worried about her carelessness, but this time around,

how she could

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