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.

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,

but didn't say anything further. Gracie was quite

"Okay."

clinging to life. He let out a discreet sigh, as whether life

"Boom!"

a loud thunderclap echoed

matters worse, they didn't bring an

Glenn asked in a

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

hesitation, Gracie rejected his suggestion and lowered her head, annoyed at her own dress, holding

wait until the rain subsides a bit. I just bought this

hearing this, Master Glenn turned his head to take a look at her dress and was slightly surprised "Um, Aunt

furiously curled her fair fingers

And, yesterday that dress had a V-neck, but today's is a vintage square neckline. How could you not

years old, she still

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

held a black silk umbrella, while cradling a cute and delicate little

her round, bright eyes filled with

Gracie immediately perked up, her whole being exuding a sense

her almond-shaped eyes, vaguely remembering him as Rohan's eldest son. He had good talent, and back then,

seven or eight, even shed tears for a chicken

different. Despite being the youngest, he beheaded the rooster cleanly with

chicken's head fell to the ground, clean

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

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

wore a string of sandalwood beads as a bracelet on

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