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THIRTY-FIVE: The Right-hand Man
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The Surrogate's Vendetta THIRTY-SIX: The Shocking Test Result
It was already five days since Juniper had come back to Forêt-Bleue and turned their lives upside down, yet the Royal Family was still battling with the turbulent aftermath. Cedric was beyond exhausted. His eyes felt like leaden weights, his mind numb from the relentless barrage of scrutiny and the public pleasing. What has he not done? He had faced the unforgiving glare of the press, endured the harsh spotlight of television interviews, and painstakingly stitched together every fragile thread of their family's reputation, leaving no seam unpicked, no detail unattended, in a desperate bid to avoid any scandals from penetrating. As if the situation wasn't already volatile enough, Juniper was now pouring gasoline on the flames by taking to social media, fueling the public's outrage with her controversial posts and incendiary claims. He was struggling to comprehend what exactly she hoped to achieve by doing all this. Was this her way of seeking revenge? Was sh
The Surrogate's Vendetta THIRTY-SEVEN: War Between The Clermont Sisters
Chloe was not thinking straight. In fact, she wasn't capable of thinking at all. Her mind was clouded with sheer anger and murderous intent as she stormed into the Bellerose Mansion, clutching the test results in her hand. She needed no soothsaying to know that the cousin the doctor had spoken of was Audrey. She was the only living cousin she had. Even though, she still couldn't believe it. Audrey had had a child. How? When? As if that wasn't horrible enough, she had gone to the extent of switching her son with hers. Why? For what reason? She couldn't believe her most trusted relative, someone she'd regarded as her sister for as long as she could remember, had done this to her. With roof-rattling rage, Chloe roared the name of her current enemy. "AUDREY!" From somewhere inside the mansion, Audrey shuffled into the foyer where Chloe was waiting. "Jeez, Chloe," she mumbled drowsily, rubbing one of her eyes. "What is going on with you? Why are you
The Surrogate's Vendetta 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
The Surrogate's Vendetta THIRTY-NINE: Prince Éti— Étienne Leaves The Palace
"She can't stay here, Your Highness!" Chloe protested loudly as she burst into Cedric's study. "She won't stay here! I won't allow it!" Cedric already knew who she was referring to without asking. He peeled his eyes away from the computer's screen to glance at her. "The decision has been made, Chloe," he said evenly, shifting his gaze back to the monitor. "There's nothing more we can do about it." But Chloe was not listening. She was furious. Maybe a little anxious too. "But I see no point letting her stay in the Royal Palace," she snapped. "We could just take your son away from her. Why should we indulge her?" Cedric barely managed to keep his tone neutral as he replied to the seething woman, "Because that was her only condition. She won't let us take Hector unless was allowed to accompany him." "And why should we even listen to her absurd demands? She's even not his biological mother. She's just a surrogate. We don't even need a good lawyer to fight for full
The Surrogate's Vendetta FORTY: Into The Royal Palace
The sun was already dipping below the horizon when Juniper arrived at the Royal Palace. She had only been to the palace once as a kid, but now that she saw it again, she had to admit that her definition of definition was rather limited. The royal palace rose proudly like a shimmering symphony of glass, steel, and stone. Its walls were made of white marble and glass, giving it a clean and sleek look. The palace had tall towers and big arches, like traditional castles, but with a fresh and contemporary twist probably proposed by innovative architects over the years. The roof, a marvel of engineering, appeared to float above the structure, its crystalline panels glinting like a thousand tiny diamonds, casting colorful shadows on the ground. The Royal Palace was beyond magnificent. Juniper looked down at her son, whose eyes shone with excitement as he clutched her hand. "Hey, sweetie, you ready to call this incredible castle home?" "Yaaay!" Hector squealed, bouncing u
The Surrogate's Vendetta FORTY-ONE: The Emergency Board Meeting
It was already hours since Chloe arrived at work but she was still fuming by Juniper's sheer audacity. "That sneaky, little witch!" Chloe spat aggressively. "Bold of her to think we could be FRIENDS after all she'd done." What the hell was she thinking? That she would erase from her memory everything she'd done and just be friends? Chloe was still struggling to get used to the fact that Juniper was not only the mother of her fiancé's child but also living in the same space with her. AGAIN! What kind of ill-fated relationship does she have with that woman that she wouldn't just leave her alone? What did she have to do to get rid of that woman? AHHH! Chloe screamed out of frustration, ferociously shoving files and whatnot off her table. It was when the glass nameplate, bearing her name and her CEO title, crashed onto the floor, shattering into smithereens that she popped out of her anger bubble. She squeezed her eyes shut, breathing deeply as she tried
The Surrogate's Vendetta FORTY-TWO: Welcome To The Top Of The Pyramid
Slowly, Juniper turned to the source of the voice, and there, standing behind her was Dylan Dupont in all his cockiness and flamboyant outfit. She exhaled inwardly. And just when she thought today was the best day of her life. "Juniper! It really is you!" Dylan exclaimed with a broad smile, striding towards her in that self-assured demeanor that she'd once admired, but now only irked her. Juniper strained a smile. "Hey, Dylan," she singsonged as cheerfully as possible. "Long time, no see. What brings you to B. Fragrance?" "I could ask the same." "Well, I'm here for business. What about you?" "Something along the same line!" A lazy smile swept across Dylan's face. "Wow, Juni! You look. . ." He dealt her an intentional appraisal. It felt almost as if he was stripping her naked with his gaze. ". . .so different." "And you look the same," Juniper said in return, her facial muscles hurting from keeping that forced smile on. The smile on his face dwindle
The Surrogate's Vendetta FORTY-THREE: Suspicions Surrounding Vivienne's Accident
"You won't believe who I met today," Juniper spat as she walked into the SID. She flung her bag onto a table and dropped into a nearby chair, seething with uncontrolled fury. Ever since she left B. Fragrance building, she'd contemplated a thousand exceeding ways to kill that chicken shit. Camille glanced up from the pile of papers and printed photos she was going through, meeting her gaze with a leveled expression. She could detect the sizzling wrath glaring on the other woman's face, but she just arched an eyebrow and asked flatly, "Who?" Juniper's nose flared, her chest rising and falling heavily as she grounded out the infuriating name. "Dylan Dupont! That miserable excuse of a human!" She scoffed in exasperation. "Do you know what he said to me?" She made an ugly face and a horrible imitation of Dylan's voice, "‘Hey, you're not still hung up on what happened between us, are you?’ The nerve of that asshole!" "Please tell me you punched his face in," Camille blurted grimly. "
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