I would have done the same thing.” Relief washed over Benson as he pulled her into his arms.
“Thank you, Naomi. I don’t want to lose you.” As she held him, Naomi felt the weight of her own secret pressing down on her.
She had been so focused on his deceit that she had momentarily forgotten about her own.
“But for now, she decided to wait. We<unk>ll talk about everything when we get to the city, one step at the time,” she said softly.
“The news of Benson’s true identity spread quickly through the town. The once simple, hard-working junior IT assistant was actually Benson Jackson, the only son of one of the wealthiest men in the country and heir to Jackson Worldwide Enterprise.
When Linda heard the news, she was stunned. Regret washed over Linda as she sat alone in her small room.
Her thoughts replayed every moment she had looked down on him, every time she ignored him, every time she treated him as though he wasn’t even worthy of a greeting.
Now the man she had once labeled a hungry IT boy was the billionaire son everyone dreamed of meeting.
Shame burned inside her as the truth finally settled in. Her obsession with money had blinded her to what truly mattered.
She had chased after Fei, believing his money would make her happy. But now she saw clearly that Fei was nothing compared to the quiet dignity and genuine kindness Benson had always shown.
Benson had been a diamond in disguise while she had chased after gold that only looked valuable on the surface.
She understood an important truth. People were often more than they seemed. Life was not just about appearance.
It was about seeing the value in someone’s heart. A truth she had ignored for too long.
Femi, on the other hand, was drowning in fear and disbelief. He could not believe that Benson, the same man he had tried to get fired, was his boss.
Days later, Naomi and Benson returned to the city. Naomi felt more certain than ever that she had found someone who truly loved her.
Discovering Benson’s true identity had not pushed her away. Instead, it had deepened her feelings.
Just like her, Benson had wanted to be loved for who he truly was, not for money or status.
Still, the city brought new challenges. As they moved through the busy streets, Benson grew quieter and more serious, worry flickering in his eyes.
Naomi noticed but tried not to dwell on it. Even though an uneasy feeling settled in her chest.
Soon enough, her fears became reality. Benson wanted her to meet his family. He was serious about their relationship and wanted her to be a part of his life.
The moment they arrived at the Jackson mansion, Naomi felt the heavy presence of wealth and sophistication.
Benson’s parents were everything she had feared. From the instant she stepped inside, his mother looked at her with suspicion.
“Mom, Dad, this is Naomi,” Benson said, his voice filled with pride and affection. Naomi smiled politely, but her heart sank beneath their cold stairs.
“Chief Roland studied her in silence, his lips pressed into a thin line before his wife’s sharp voice cut through the room.
And where exactly is she from?” Benson tried to speak, but his mother stopped him at once.
“Let her speak for herself.” “My name is Naomi,” she began. “She’s a nobody, a poor orphan, from what I’ve heard,” Chief Roland interrupted.
Naomi froze. They were judging her without knowing her, unaware that she was Georgina Smith, the same woman they had always wanted their son to marry.
Benson’s expression hardened. “I don’t care about Mr. Smith’s daughter or about family status. I love Naomi and that’s all that matters.
His mother shook her head. Benson, you can’t be serious. She’s not one of us.
You have responsibilities, expectations. Marrying her would be a mistake. I won’t marry anyone but Naomi,” Benson said firmly.
