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.

stopped short

she fix her laptop? That is

audible gasps in

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

retaliated, “This proves nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not

and typed on her keyboard. “It’s true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson,

through it quickly, not

design and

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 tiny

a watermark on her work to avoid

as clear as day

her chair in despair, losing

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

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