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

gasps

me have a look. Josie created this a week ago, and Ms. Robson’s is…

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

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

through it quickly, not

design and muttered, “I don’t see

walked to Samantha. Then,

have noticed that – there was a tiny watermark

leave a

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

chair in despair,

I would usually remove the watermark. This time around, you took my work before I could

worried about her carelessness, but this time around, it helped