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.

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

pill out from under his robe, shoving it into the man's hand. Looking meaningfully into his eyes, he said, "Only

of disbelief. 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

"Okay."

barely clinging to life. He let out a discreet sigh,

"Boom!"

thunderclap echoed

matters worse, they didn't bring

Master Glenn

relatively small, running back

head, annoyed at her own dress, holding

rain subsides a

Master Glenn turned his head to take a look at her dress and was slightly

could finish his sentence, Gracie furiously curled her fair

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

almost fifty years old, she still insisted on

two people slowly walked towards them through the rain curtain. Both were handsome, with sharp features. The bald young man appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in a long blue robe and wooden

cute and delicate little girl with long hair wearing a red dress, walking

little girl held two umbrellas in her hands, her round, bright eyes filled with innocent curiosity as she looked at the

the newcomers, Gracie immediately perked up,

eldest son. He had good talent, and back

the tender age of seven or eight, even shed

beheaded the rooster cleanly with

head

time no see, Gracie. I'm here to bring you both umbrellas and, by the way... to escort my fifth brother

on his face, raising one hand with his thumb

as a bracelet on his