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.”

smile, his face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it

Barry as his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary,

what I’m doing. And if I’ve gone mad, it’s

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 a taste

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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 you with your life.”

to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built such

his own son, of all people? There was no way he’d bow.

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? You’re not even fit to lap up

sat up abruptly, his eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to

at the ground with his cane and his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group for a day! I

the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep Into

Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to

monster, a creature that had

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say that even without my brother,

the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane crash? I orchestrated

disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain

that at that time, when he watched me 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 heaven instead of staying in the Fairhaven family

with tears of blood. He roared in defiance,

another, and

plea, his eyes wide open in a

even Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo was like

blame me. Blame yourself for being too

eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the

the mansion’s gates, Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired