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. His body uncontrollably convulsed in pain as

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 find

his mouth, but didn't say anything

"Okay."

barely clinging to life. He let out a discreet sigh, as whether life or death was

"Boom!"

about to leave, a loud thunderclap

make matters worse, they didn't bring an umbrella when

we go?" Master Glenn

advantage of the raindrops still relatively small, running back to the

rejected his suggestion and lowered her head, annoyed at

rain subsides a bit. I

his head to take a look at her dress and was slightly surprised "Um, Aunt Gracie, isn't this dres's the

his sentence, Gracie furiously curled her fair fingers and gave him

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

fifty years old, she

the rain curtain. Both were handsome, with sharp features. The bald young man appeared to be around twenty-seven or

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

in her hands, her round, bright eyes filled with innocent curiosity as she

newcomers, Gracie immediately perked up, her whole being exuding a sense

him as Rohan's eldest son.

or eight, even

he beheaded the rooster cleanly with a sword as soon

chicken's head fell

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

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

wore a string of sandalwood beads as a bracelet on his wrist,