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

fix her laptop?

gasps in the

created this a week ago,

no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my

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

to her design and looked through

also quickly appraised the design and

in front of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then,

one wouldn’t have noticed that – there

was Josie’s habit to leave a watermark on her work to

It was as

chair in despair,

watermark. This time around, you took my work before

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