The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

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

have a look. Josie created this a week ago, and Ms.

“This proves nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but she is also throwing unfounded

Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to the

and looked through it quickly, not knowing what to

and muttered, “I don’t see anything

in front of her chest and walked to

have noticed that – there was a

was Josie’s habit to leave a

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

into her chair in despair, losing her

time around, you took my work before I could do that. I forgot about it until I

about her carelessness, but this