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

her laptop?

gasps

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

been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence.

But Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to

design and looked through

quickly appraised the design and muttered, “I don’t

hands in front of her chest and walked to Samantha.

close enough, one wouldn’t have noticed that –

was Josie’s habit to leave a watermark on her

was stunned to see that. It was as clear as day who was the original

into her chair in despair, losing

I would usually remove the watermark. This time around, you took my work before I could do that. I forgot about it until I got my

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