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.

fix her laptop? That

were audible gasps in

have a look. Josie created this a week

nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did

nodded and typed on her keyboard. “It’s true. The dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to

turned to her design and looked through it quickly,

and

her hands in front of her chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed at the top

one didn’t look close enough, one wouldn’t have noticed that – there was a

leave a watermark on her work to

as clear as

fell into her chair in

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

about her carelessness, but this time around,

she

among themselves, shooting disdainful and

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