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

took a brown pill out from under his

at the "archenemy" standing before him, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything further. Gracie was quite

"Okay."

before leaving, Master Glenn took one last glance at the man lying on the bed, barely clinging to life. He let out a discreet

"Boom!"

loud thunderclap echoed in the heavy sky, and a

worse, they didn't bring an umbrella when they

we go?" Master Glenn asked

raindrops still relatively small, running back to the car

suggestion and lowered her head, annoyed at

the rain subsides a bit. I

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

sentence, Gracie furiously curled her fair fingers and gave him a smack on the

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

old, she still insisted on

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

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

her hands, her round, bright eyes filled with innocent

seeing the newcomers, Gracie immediately perked up, her whole being

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

or eight, even shed

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

one swift motion, the chicken's head fell to

umbrellas and, by the way... to escort my fifth

on his face, raising one hand with his thumb

string of sandalwood beads as a bracelet on his