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.

fix her laptop?

were audible gasps

a week

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

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

to her design and looked through

design and muttered, “I

walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed at the

that – there was a tiny

habit to leave a watermark on

as clear as day who was

her chair in despair, losing her

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

her carelessness, but this time around, it helped

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