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.

Samantha stopped short

her laptop? That

audible gasps in the

week ago, and Ms.

retaliated, “This proves nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but she is also

“It’s true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to the design,

looked through it

design and muttered,

chest and walked

one wouldn’t have noticed that – there was a tiny

a watermark on her work

was stunned to see that. It was as clear as day

fell into her chair in

This time around, you took my work before

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