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.

did she fix her laptop? That is

audible gasps in the

Josie created this a week ago,

retaliated, “This proves nothing! I’ve been editing the designs. When this was created is no

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

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

quickly appraised the design and muttered, “I don’t

her chest and walked to Samantha.

close enough, one wouldn’t have noticed that –

a watermark on her work to

see that. It was as

into her chair in despair, losing her

remove the watermark. This time around, you took my work before I could do that. I forgot about it until I got my

worried about her carelessness, but