THIRTY-EIGHT: A Meeting With The Royal Family

Juniper's laughter saturated the air of the SID, a raucous and unrestrained sound, as she got off the phone with their mole inside the Bellerose Mansion who had just filled her in on the havoc unfolding within the enemy's walls.

She wished she could witness the stunned look on their faces firsthand but it was satisfying enough that she knew they were ripping themselves apart.

At this very moment, they must be racking their brains, trying to figure out how their son got switched. But little did they know, she was the mastermind behind the swap.

And what's more, it had been a spur-of-the-moment move, a ridiculously easy one to execute at that.

A sly smile spread across her face as Juniper traveled down memory lane.

She and Camille strategically placed multiple moles within their enemies' territories, gathering intel from various sources. However, during her time in the United States, she had specifically instructed one of these moles to focus on keeping an ey