She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

slowly depleted, beads of cold sweat formed on the man's forehead. His body uncontrollably convulsed in pain as he

out from under his robe, shoving it into the man's hand. Looking

He glanced at the "archenemy" standing before him, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything further. Gracie was quite satisfied with the scene before her and clapped her hands with a smile. "Well done, Glenn. Mission accomplished!

"Okay."

bed, barely clinging to life.

"Boom!"

loud thunderclap echoed in the heavy sky, and a downpour

matters worse, they didn't bring an umbrella

we go?" Master Glenn asked in a low

relatively small, running back to

and lowered her head,

until the rain subsides a bit. I

dress and was slightly surprised "Um, Aunt Gracie, isn't this dres's the same as the one

his sentence, Gracie furiously curled her fair fingers and gave him a smack

a V-neck, but today's is a vintage square

she still insisted on

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

cute and delicate little girl with long hair

held two umbrellas in her hands, her round, bright eyes

up, her whole being

Rohan's eldest son. He had good talent, and back

Marcel, at the tender age of seven or eight,

he beheaded the rooster cleanly with a sword as soon as he lifted

chicken's head fell to the ground, clean and

you both umbrellas and, by the way... to escort my fifth brother

his face, raising one hand with

a string of sandalwood beads as a bracelet on his wrist,