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.

Instead, Samantha stopped short and started sweating.

she fix her laptop? That is

were audible gasps in

Josie created this a week ago,

no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work,

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

her design and looked through it quickly, not

and muttered,

and walked to

one wouldn’t have noticed that – there was a

a watermark on her work to

as

chair

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

her carelessness, but this time around,

how she could become a manager.

colleagues talked among themselves, shooting

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