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

a week ago, and Ms.

no evidence. Not only did

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

turned to her design and looked through it quickly, not knowing what

appraised the design and muttered,

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

wouldn’t have noticed that – there was a tiny watermark with the initials

to leave a watermark on her

see that. It was as clear

her chair

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

carelessness, but this time around, it helped her

wondering how she could

talked among themselves, shooting disdainful and commiserating looks

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