The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 460

Chapter 201: Seamless Deception-3

Like a second skin.

Harper leaned closer to the screen, studying them carefully. “Move your heads. Slowly.”

They did.

Damien turned his head slightly, testing the range. The movement was smooth-natural, without resistance.

Ashcroft followed, slower, more deliberate, as if expecting something to go wrong.

“Now speak,” Harper prompted. “Anything. Just a few words.”

Damien went first. “Feels fine.”

His voice remained his own-steady, unchanged.

Ashcroft exhaled quietly before speaking. “No issues.”

Harper studied them through the screen, clearly satisfied. “Good. That’s exactly what we want- comfortable.”

She leaned back slightly, crossing her arms.

“You’ll only need those when you make the transfer in Singapore. Ashcroft stays as himself. Boss-

you’ll wear Hudson’s face posing as Ashcroft’s security.”

She paused just long enough to let it settle before continuing.

“As discussed, Cruz and Hudson will fly straight to Taiwan. Hudson goes in as Damien Blackwood.

Cruz remains Cruz.”

A small, knowing smile tugged at her lips.

“And when the timing’s right, Cruz will switch-wear Ashcroft’s face. Just enough to make it look like Ashcroft arrived in Taiwan to join Damien.”

A quiet round of nods followed-everyone understanding the plan.

“Alright,” Harper continued, a hint of excitement creeping back into her tone. “Now we’re ready for the real part.”

Her gaze shifted to Cruz and Hudson. “Go ahead, boys.”

Without a word, both men moved. Carefully, almost reverently, they lifted Damien and Ashcroft’s masks from their cases and put them on.

Harper tapped her tablet once.

That same faint electric sensation flickered across their skin-quick, precise-before settling.

The masks sealed.

The room went still.

James stared, completely thrown. His eyes darted between them-between his boss… and the man now wearing his boss’s face.

Across from them, Damien stared at his own face… speaking in his voice.

Cruz scoffed softly, then spoke. “Ridiculous.”

Ashcroft’s voice echoed instead.

Ashcroft’s brow lifted, a rare crack in his composure, as he tilted his head-studying the man now wearing his face.

For a moment, no one said anything.

The resemblance wasn’t just close.

It was exact.

Damien-now Hudson.

Ashcroft-now Cruz.

Even the smallest movements-the shift of their jaw, the subtle narrowing of their eyes-matched perfectly.

Harper’s grin widened on the screen. “Told you.”

Silence lingered for another beat, thick with disbelief.

Then Monroe let out a quiet breath. “…That’s insane.”