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 and started

she fix her laptop? That is

audible gasps in

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

was created is no evidence. Not only did she

dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you

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

design and muttered, “I

of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed at the

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

to leave a watermark on her work to avoid

stunned to see that. It was as clear as

fell into her chair in

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

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