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

audible gasps in

a week

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

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

to her design and looked through it quickly, not knowing

appraised the design and muttered, “I don’t see anything

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

noticed that – there was a tiny

habit to leave a watermark

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

into her chair in despair,

around, you took my work

but this time around, it