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.”

a sinister smile, his face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet

He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have

what I’m doing. And if I’ve gone mad,

dirty to build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been acting the lapdog for so long you’ve forgotten you were once a wolf with

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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 me, and I’ll leave

teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How

threatened by his own son, of all

Gary. “You’ve played the dutiful son for years, and now your true colors show. But I’m still one step ahead. Before you came for me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the patriarch of the Fairhaven family, the one calling the shots at Fairhaven Group! You?

abruptly, his eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you? Is that necessary? I might

cane and his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting

face, and plunged a

and collapsed

a monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in its

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Chapter 770

say that even without my brother, I’d never take

his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s

his eyes bulging with pain and

when I had the chance to save him, I let him drown. He died thinking his own brother wouldn’t harm him. Don’t you know that at that time, when he watched me swim to the surface of the sea,

roared in

then another, and another.

breath was a silent plea, his eyes wide open

brutal and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo was

don’t blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to me.”

his father’s eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am

Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous

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