The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 570

Chapter 300: His Cover’s Been Compromised

“Hudson!”

The name rang across the tarmac, drowning out the roar of engines and the bustle of the ground cre one frozen instant, time itself seemed to stand still.

Before Damien could react, the man was already hurrying toward him.

“Haven’t seen you in years!”

He reached out and pulled Damien into a firm handshake.

Damien returned it naturally, forcing himself to remain composed.

“It’s been a while.”

The worker beamed.

Damien had no idea who the cheerful man standing before him was, much less what sort of relationst he shared with the real Hudson.

One wrong answer could unravel everything.

Fortunately, years of negotiating with world leaders, politicians, and business executives had taught hir one invaluable lesson–when you didn’t know the answer, let the other person do the talking.

Offering an easy smile, Damien asked the safest question he could think of.

“How’ve you been?”

“Ah! Couldn’t be better.” The man grinned. “The family’s all settled now, and we absolutely love it here.”

He chuckled.

“What about you? I honestly didn’t expect to see you on another overseas assignment.”

Damien smiled faintly, careful to keep his answer as vague as possible.

“Temporary assignment. High–profile.”

The worker nodded knowingly before glancing toward the sleek Gulfstream parked nearby as the refueling crew worked around it.

“I can see that. High–profile indeed.” He jerked his chin toward the Gulfstream before leaning in conspiratorially. “Not everyone gets the chance to set foot aboard Mr. Blackwood’s private jet–let alone fly with him.”

His gaze then shifted to the equally impressive business jet waiting a short distance away.

“And now you’re escorting Mr. Ashcroft too.” He let out a low whistle before grinning. “No wonder they assigned you to fly this beauty.”

He laughed.

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“Well, it’s good seeing you again, old friend.“.

Damien inclined his head.

“Likewise.”

The worker gave him one last friendly pat on the shoulder before heading back to his duties.

Beside him, Max let out a small chuckle.

“For a second there…”

Damien exhaled through his nose.

“So did I.”

They had only taken a few more steps when a voice suddenly called out behind them.

“Wait!”

All three men instinctively stopped.

Damien and Ashcroft exchanged a brief glance before Damien slowly turned around.

Inside the parked Gulfstream, Monroe, James, Cruz, and the real Hudson had been watching the exchange through the cabin windows from the very beginning. The moment they saw the worker call Damien back and jog toward him, the atmosphere inside the cabin instantly grew tense.

Monroe’s instincts immediately kicked in.

“His cover’s been compromised.”

Without another word, he rose from his seat and started toward the cabin door, prepared to step in the moment the situation spiraled out of control.

Hudson quickly reached out and stopped him.

“Don’t. Not yet,” he said calmly. “Let’s wait and see.”

Monroe hesitated, his eyes never leaving Damien through the window, but he ultimately remained where

he was.

Meanwhile, the worker stopped directly in front of Damien and studied his face for several long moments. His eyes gradually narrowed before a siight frown settled across his features.

“Your voice sounds different.”

Damien’s hand subtly cienched at his side as a dozen explanations flashed through his mind in an instant Just as he was about to come up with an excuse, the worker suddenly reached into his pocket and pulled out a smail packet of throat lozenges, holding it out with a sympathetic smile.

“Take these,” he said. “The weather’s been all over the place lately. Half the guys here have been losing their voices.”

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Damien stared at the packet for a brief moment before accepting it.

“…Thank you.”

The worker laughed and gave him another friendly pat on the shoulder.

“No problem. Have a safe flight.”

Only after the worker finally walked away did Ashcroft let out the breath he’d been holding.

“…That nearly gave me a heart attack.”

Inside the Gulfstream, the tense atmosphere finally eased as everyone silently breathed a collective sig

of relief.

Damien glanced down at the packet of throat lozenges in his hand before giving his head a small shake. Of all the ways he had imagined his cover being tested, this certainly hadn’t been one of them.

“Let’s go.”

Without another word, the three men followed Leo toward the waiting aircraft, where the next stage of their journey awaited.

Leo boarded with them to conduct one final handover before departure. Once inside the privacy of the cabin, he turned toward Damien and began briefing him on the preparations that had already been made.

“The aircraft has been fully fueled and inspected. Under normal conditions, you’ll have more than enough range to reach Tokyo without stopping.”

He continued in the same calm, professional tone.

“The aircraft is also connected to our flight monitoring network, allowing Ms. Lin to monitor your progress throughout the journey. Should weather, mechanical issues, or any unforeseen circumstances require you to divert, two of our private aviation facilities are available along your route.”

“One is in the northern Philippines. The other is just outside Osaka. Their coordinates, approach frequencies, and access codes have already been uploaded to the aircraft’s navigation system and are also included in the flight binder inside the cockpit.”

“Both facilities have already been notified and are standing by. You are authorized to land at either location for refueling, maintenance, or temporary refuge should the need arise.”

Damien acknowledged him with a single nod.

With nothing more to add, Leo sifered one final respectful bow and stepped off the aircraft.

Ashcroft and Max settled into the passenger cabin while Damien remained near the cockpit as the cabin door was secured behind them.

Rather than departing immediately, they remained on standby, watching through the windows as the Gulfstream slowly taxied away from the apron.

The aircraft rolled toward the runway before accelerating into the night sky, its navigation lights gradually fading into the darkness until they disappeared from view.

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Only then did Damien remove the tactical vest he had been wearing over Hudson’s uniform. Setting it aside, he stepped into the cockpit and settled into the captain’s seat.

His hands moved effortlessly across the familiar controls as he completed the remaining pre–flight procedures. After receiving departure clearance from the control tower, he released the brakes and guided the business jet onto the taxiway before lining it up with the runway

Advancing the throttles smoothly, Damien felt the aircraft surge beneath him as the engines roared to full

power.

The business jet gathered speed before its nose lifted gracefully into the night sky.

Singapore gradually disappeared beneath them as the aircraft climbed toward cruising altitude, carrying them one step closer to the final phase of Harper’s carefully orchestrated plan.

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