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.

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

tossing it aside. He turned his back to Gracie and swiftly took a brown pill out from under his robe, shoving it into

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

"Okay."

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

"Boom!"

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

they didn't bring

we go?" Master Glenn

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

head, annoyed at her own dress, holding up

a bit. I just bought this

to take a look at her dress and was slightly surprised

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

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

almost fifty years old, she still insisted on being

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

cute and delicate little girl with long hair wearing a

held two umbrellas in her hands, her round, bright eyes

immediately perked up, her whole being exuding a sense of

almond-shaped eyes, vaguely remembering him as Rohan's eldest son. He

Marcel, at the tender age of seven or eight, even shed tears for a chicken he

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

swift motion, the chicken's head fell to the

here to bring you both umbrellas and,

his face, raising one hand with his thumb firmly pressed against

noticed that he wore a string of sandalwood beads as a bracelet on his wrist, smooth and