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

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

been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but she is also throwing unfounded

Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes

looked through it quickly,

appraised the design and

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

enough, one wouldn’t have noticed that –

leave a watermark on her

see that. It was as clear as day who

fell into her chair in despair,

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

but this time around, it

was just wondering how she could

among themselves, shooting disdainful and

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