Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 1888

The golden light spilling from Benjamin's fingertip landed on Shannon's brow, casting a faint layer of gold before her eyes. As she gazed through the golden glow at the person before her, she felt a momentary daze.

Suddenly, she remembered that day. It was the same place where he had held onto her and said, "Your existence has always been special to me."

She hadn't given it much thought until this very moment when Shannon realized that he might not have only referred to himself, but also the old Benjamin.

The words Benjamin spoke and the way he looked at her now made Shannon feel as though the man before her was exactly the one she had always known.

With that thought in mind, she instinctively called out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Benjamin?"

The voice carried a trace of uncertainty and hoarseness. He paused for a moment as his fingers lingered on her brow, but after a brief hesitation, he withdrew his hand without saying anything.

He knew she wasn't calling out to him.

Shannon's dazed expression faded into clarity as she processed his silence. A fleeting sense of disappointment brushed against her heart, but it lasted no more than a second.

She didn't believe that what had just happened was simply a mistake or a mere illusion. Rather than an illusion, she was more inclined to assume that the soul of the old Benjamin was merging with the person in front of her.

After all, the Dragon Vein wouldn't have spoken the words he had said today.

Perhaps the golden light before her was too familiar, or maybe the sudden truth made her miss the past version of him even more.

Though she knew it was impossible, she instinctively reached out and grabbed the sleeve that was about to pull away.

Benjamin's movement faltered slightly, but he didn't make a move. As he lowered his gaze, he noticed that the fingertips pulling at his sleeve seemed to blend into his golden light, just like before.

No matter when she approached, his golden light would always envelop her, accepting her into it.

Shannon, however, seemed oblivious to the sensation. She gazed at him, and as she opened her mouth, her voice became even softer, almost a whisper.

"Thank you, Benjamin."

Whether the person before her was him, she knew he had always been able to hear her voice. She ought to thank him at some point for guarding her all this time without her knowing.