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

audible gasps in the

Josie created this a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is… obviously

the designs. When this was created is no evidence. Not only did she plagiarize my work, but she is also throwing unfounded

dates don’t matter. But Ms. Robson, since you kept making changes to

turned to her design and looked through it quickly, not knowing what to

design and muttered, “I don’t

front of her chest and walked

have noticed that – there was a tiny watermark

Josie’s habit to leave a watermark on her work

was as

fell into her chair in despair,

took my work before I

was worried about her carelessness, but this time