After all, they didn't have close friendships with the others in the company. Ashley and Amaia didn't know what kind of people they were and whether they would take Ashley's design drawing.
Sylvia could be seen as an example. She often bickered with Ashley and Amaia over the smallest things. It was more likely that she took Ashley's design drawing. However, they had no evidence to present and prove their claim.
At that moment, people in the design department were all present and prepared for the competition. As they went to the conference room, they heard a fraction of the conversation between Ashley and Amaia, however, no one knew what happened.
Moreover, all their attention was spent on the competition. They had no interest in Ashley and Amaia's exchange.
Amaia moved Ashley aside and said, "Who was the last one to leave after work last night? Did any of you see someone approach Ashley's desk yesterday?"
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Someone asked.
Their colleagues simultaneously stared inquisitively.
"Ashley's design drawing disappeared. She placed it in her drawer yesterday. Is there anyone who has seen her design drawing?" explained Amaia.
"Huh? Why would it disappear? The competition will start soon. What will she submit?"
"No. We left the company after work, and didn't see anyone who went to her desk."
"I haven't seen it."
"We don't know either."
Several people shook their heads and confirmed they didn't know anything about it.
Amaia and Ashley looked around and paid attention to their facial expressions. It seemed that they were telling the truth. They ran into a dead end and didn't know how to proceed from there.
Amaia and Ashley conversed with their eyes. 'Is it possible that the design drawing wasn't taken by someone in the company?
That's impossible!
The design drawing wouldn't disappear by itself, ' they thought.
Amaia glanced at their surroundings. At a corner, she found a man looking over at those who had spoken up. The man looked over and over again, nervously remaining silent.
Amaia narrowed her eyes and approached the man. "You saw someone go to Ashley's desk yesterday, didn't you?"
The man slightly trembled as he saw Amaia walk towards him. He stepped back as a reflex as he answered, "No, no. I don't know anything." It was evident that he was afraid of Amaia.
Amaia slowly whispered, "Think twice about your answer. If you don't cooperate, once I find the culprit, losing your job won't be your only problem. I'll make sure you're heavily punished as well." The gravity in her tone and the heavy atmosphere between them intimidated him immensely.
The man in front of Amaia was called Johann. In their department, he was inconspicuous, unnoticeable and was quite timid.
Faced with Amaia's frankness, Johann licked his lips nervously. Deep down, he was conflicted about whether he should tell the truth or not.
In the end, Johann resolved himself to telling the truth.
Johann cautiously glanced at Amaia. He muttered as he hung his head, "I saw Sylvia head towards Ashley's desk yesterday. She left shortly after. I stood a little far away from her, so I don't know what she did."
Vexed at the discovery, Amaia raged, "Sure enough, Sylvia took the design drawing!"
She grabbed Ashley's hand and pulled her away while she said, "Come on, Ashley. Let's go look for her and get back your design drawing."
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