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 in the

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

was created is no evidence. Not only

Ms. Robson,

looked through it quickly,

the design and muttered, “I don’t see anything

in front of her chest and walked to Samantha.

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

a

was as clear

her chair

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

her carelessness, but this time around, it helped

just wondering how she could become a

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