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.

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

withdrew 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 meaningfully into his eyes, he said, "Only when you're

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.

"Okay."

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 own

"Boom!"

two were about to leave, a loud thunderclap echoed in the heavy sky, and a downpour

make matters worse, they didn't bring

we go?" Master Glenn asked

the raindrops still relatively small, running back to the

and lowered her head, annoyed at her own dress,

wait until the rain subsides a bit. I just bought

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

curled her fair fingers and gave him a smack on

today's is a vintage square neckline. How could

almost fifty years old, she still

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

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

bright eyes filled with innocent curiosity as she looked at

perked up, her whole being

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

at the tender age of seven or eight,

other hand, was different. Despite being the youngest, he beheaded

chicken's head

you both umbrellas and, by the way... to

face, raising one hand with his

as a bracelet on his wrist, smooth and polished from