Due to unforeseen circumstances, 21-year-old Jermain, son of August and heir to the Brassley fortune, witnessed a serious mob crime and faced threat of death as a result. To protect him, under the witness protection program, he was swapped with 20-year-old secretary Rebecca, who worked on the other side of the continent at one of the company's branches. Jermain wasn't happy about this; he hadn't worked a day in his life and lived a luxurious, opulent life. He didn't want to be in the body of an ordinary person, but he had no choice in the matter. He was assured that it was only temporary and wouldn't last more than a year or two.
12 years later.
"It should be on the wardrobe (hey), call me back if anything happens." Rebecca Mowry-Griffin, GM of the Miami corporate board, finished talking to her eldest child and returned to work. It reminded her that today was the anniversary of her becoming her(new)self. Initially, it was difficult, adjusting to her feminine parts, hygiene, and her new position in life. At first, he hated it and waited for it to end, but once he settled into a routine, he quickly discovered he had talent. He also found a group of female colleagues at work, some of whom became his friends. He also met Andrew Griffin, who worked at a nearby café. They quickly struck up a friendship thanks to their shared interests in sports, pop culture, and gaming. Their friendship quickly blossomed into love, and they became a couple. Finally, after two years, Jermey received news of the case's end and that he could return. He wasn't sure, though. Although he wanted to be rich again, he built a life there, got another promotion at work, and his relationship with Andrew was shining up. Could he end it all? His morning sickness resolved the situation for him. He found out that he/she was pregnant, and her instincts told him what she needed to do. He told Andrew about it, and they quickly set a wedding date. He sent word that he preferred to stay (apparently, the real Rebecca took it well). From then on, it was all downhill, and the new Rebecca quickly settled into her marriage and loved each of her four children. When she picked up the framed photo from the desk: Andrew, her, and their four beautiful, boisterous children. Their faces, so full of life. The "real" Rebecca, wherever she was, living his old life, probably thought she had the better deal. And maybe, on the surface, she did. But "New Rebecca" knew the truth. She wouldn't trade a single sleepless night, a single scraped knee, a single triumphant boardroom speech for the entire Brassley fortune. This wasn't just a stopover; it was a destination. She couldn't even bear the thought of abandonment, this was now her life in its entirety instead of some heir's boring life.