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.

depleted, beads of cold sweat formed on the man's forehead. His

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

pupils contracted into small dots out 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."

glance at the man lying on the bed, barely clinging to life. He let out a discreet

"Boom!"

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

didn't

Glenn asked in a low

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

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

subsides a

and was slightly surprised "Um, Aunt Gracie, isn't

sentence, Gracie furiously curled her fair fingers and gave him

It's sister! And, yesterday that dress had a V-neck, but today's

fifty years old, she still

bald young man appeared to be

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

umbrellas in her hands, her round, bright eyes filled with innocent

the newcomers, Gracie immediately perked up, her whole

Rohan's eldest son. He had good talent, and back then, she chose Benson over

or

the youngest, he beheaded the rooster

the chicken's head fell to the ground, clean

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

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

of sandalwood beads as