Chapter 738: Uncle's Imminent Death

Benson's courageous and deep love for Cheyenne, evident from spilling his own blood to save her, caused a slight wavering in her heart.

This reminded Gracie of herself and Gregory, who loved each other just as intensely. If it weren't for the societal gap in their status, she wouldn't have fallen so low.

As if prepared for his imminent death, Benson closed his eyes and calmly awaited the arrival of the Grim Reaper.

Just as the blade was about to pierce Benson's body, Gracie suddenly stopped.

She turned around and handed the syringe to the man behind her, her red lips parting slightly. "You do it. I remember you always have disdain for him. Now, this is your chance to kill him!"

"Yes!"

Hidden behind his mask, Master Glenn's face showed a hesitant and contemplative expression, his eyes flickering.

Indeed, he despised Benson, and the two had always been at odds.

Among the three of them, Sam, the rightful heir and the only son of the family head, was undisputedly the first.

The real struggle for rank lay between him and Benson, but unfortunately, as long as Benson was present, Master Glenn could only be second.

Master Glenn hesitated because he thought of Kate.

The disappointment and fear in her eyes when she looked at him pierced his heart. He didn't want Kate to look at him with such a demonic gaze. "Glenn, take action!" Gracie urged.

"Yes."

Master Glenn made up his mind and reached out to grab Benson's arm. With the syringe in his other hand, he forcefully injected him.

the man's forehead. His body uncontrollably convulsed in pain as he collapsed onto the

needle, disgustingly tossing it aside. He turned his back to Gracie and swiftly took a brown pill out from under his robe, shoving it into the man's hand. Looking

out of disbelief. He glanced at the "archenemy" standing before him, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything further. Gracie was quite satisfied

"Okay."

the bed, barely clinging to life. He let

"Boom!"

to leave, a loud thunderclap echoed

make matters worse, they didn't

Master Glenn asked

running back to the car shouldn't be

and lowered her head,

until the rain subsides a bit. I just bought

to take a look at her dress and was slightly surprised "Um, Aunt Gracie,

he could finish his sentence, Gracie furiously curled her fair fingers and gave

sister! And, yesterday that dress had a V-neck, but today's is a vintage square neckline. How could you not see that?" Master

fifty years old, she

Both were handsome, with sharp features. The bald young man appeared to be around twenty-seven or

held a black silk umbrella, while cradling a cute and delicate little girl with long hair wearing a red dress, walking towards

round, bright

perked up, her whole being exuding a

remembering him as Rohan's eldest son. He had good talent, and back then, she chose Benson over

or eight, even shed tears for a

he beheaded the rooster cleanly with

one swift motion, the chicken's head fell

umbrellas and, by the

a gentle smile on his face, raising one hand with his

noticed that he wore a string of sandalwood beads as

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