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.

of cold sweat formed on the man's forehead.

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 meaningfully into his eyes, he said, "Only when you're dead can I

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

"Okay."

Master Glenn took one last glance at the man lying on the bed, barely clinging to life. He let out a discreet sigh, as whether life or death was up to his

"Boom!"

the two were about to leave, a loud thunderclap echoed

they didn't bring an umbrella when they

go?" Master Glenn

the raindrops still relatively small, running back to the car shouldn't

suggestion and lowered her head, annoyed at her own dress, holding

wait until the rain subsides a bit. I just

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

finish his sentence, Gracie furiously curled her

but today's is a vintage square neckline. How could you not see that?" Master Glenn was left

fifty years old, she still insisted on

Both were handsome, with sharp features. The bald young

and

hands, her round, bright eyes filled with innocent curiosity as she looked at the

seeing the newcomers, Gracie immediately perked up,

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

of seven or eight, even shed tears for a chicken he

was different. Despite being the youngest, he beheaded the rooster cleanly with a sword as soon as he

swift motion, the chicken's head fell to the ground, clean and

see, Gracie. I'm here to bring you both umbrellas and, by the way...

gentle smile on his face, raising one hand with his thumb firmly pressed

noticed that he wore a string of sandalwood beads as a bracelet on his