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.

short

her

gasps in the

a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is…

proves nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize

her keyboard. “It’s true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making

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

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

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

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

habit to leave a watermark on her work to

was as clear as day who was the original

into her chair in

remove the watermark. This time around, you took my

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