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?

were audible gasps in

week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is…

I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but she

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

looked through it quickly,

design and

her chest and walked to Samantha.

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

leave a watermark on her work to

see that. It was as clear as day who

into her chair in despair,

my work before I could do that. I forgot about it until I got my laptop

carelessness, but this time around, it helped her

she could

talked among themselves, shooting disdainful and

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