His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 770

On a night where the wind howled like souls in torment and a solitary moon cast a chilling glow, Barry arrived punctually at the old mansion’s second–floor study, where Gary was already waiting, his forlorn shadow. stretched across the floor like a specter summoned from the abyss.

“Dad, after all we’ve been through, I never imagined you’d be this ruthless with me.”

Gary lounged on the leather couch, his laugh cold as the grave. “I’ve always paid you respect, worked tirelessly for the family business, And now, just because I’m handicapped, you cast me aside like yesterday’s news. Isn’t that a bit harsh?”

Barry sensed danger and spun to yank open the door–only to find that it wouldn’t budge.

“Save your energy. You’re not stepping one foot out of this house unless I say so.” Gary, about to light a cigarette, remembered his incapacity and resentfully shoved it back into the pack.

“Greg, Greg!” Barry’s voice trembled with fear as sweat drenched his back.

The door creaked open.

“Mr. Fairhaven, Greg is here.”

dropped Greg’s lifeless

his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have

doing. And if I’ve gone mad, it’s because of you, because of

big deal, Back in the day, you had no qualms about getting your hands dirty to build up the Fairhaven

“Gary Fairhaven!”

on the coffee table. ‘Sign this, and I’ll spare your life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if he wants. Just transfer all your assets to

from Barry’s face, his teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could

his own son, of all people? There was no way

you came for me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the patriarch of the Fairhaven family, the one

lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you? Is that necessary?

gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group for a day! I have

leaped over the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a

the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision

that had lost all humanity in its quest for power.

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my

Barry down, his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you.

stared in disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain and betrayal.

swim to the surface of the sea, his eyes were actually quite pleased, and he didn’t have any hatred at all. Such a perfect and kind person should go to

brimmed with tears of blood. He roared

stab, then another, and

silent plea, his eyes wide open in a silent

even Jackson was stunned. The father

blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to me.”

was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir. Pity you

parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds