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 the

a look. Josie created this a week ago, and

was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my

true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson,

design and looked through it quickly, not

appraised the design and

crossed her hands in front of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed at the top right

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

leave a watermark

as clear

chair

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

about her carelessness, but this time around, it

just wondering how she could become a manager.

colleagues talked among themselves, shooting disdainful and commiserating looks at

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