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.

cold sweat formed on the man's forehead. His body uncontrollably convulsed in pain as he collapsed

and swiftly took a brown pill out from under

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."

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

"Boom!"

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

they didn't bring

Master Glenn

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

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

the rain subsides a bit. I just bought

take a look at her dress and was slightly

her fair fingers and gave him a

It's sister! And, yesterday that dress had a V-neck, but today's is a vintage square neckline. How could you not see that?" Master

old, she

The bald young man appeared to be around twenty-seven or

cradling a cute and delicate little girl with long hair

in her hands, her round, bright eyes filled with

up, her whole being exuding a sense

son.

of seven or eight, even shed tears for a chicken he had to

was different. Despite being the youngest, he beheaded the rooster cleanly with a sword as soon

swift motion, the chicken's head fell to the

both umbrellas and, by

face, raising one hand with his thumb firmly

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