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.

her laptop?

were audible gasps

week ago,

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

nodded 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

to her design and looked through it quickly,

and muttered, “I don’t

chest and walked to Samantha. Then, she pointed at the top right

that – there was a tiny watermark with the

habit to leave a watermark on her work to avoid

see that. It was as

her chair in despair,

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

but this time around, it helped