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.”

blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were trash,

his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared

And if I’ve gone mad, it’s because

deal, Back in the day, you had no qualms about getting your hands 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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

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

son, of all people? There was no way

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? You’re not even fit

with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when

is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven

coffee table, rage contorting his face,

collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as he

a monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in its quest for power.

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Chapter 770

that even without my brother, I’d never take over the Fairhaven

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

stared in disbelief, his eyes bulging

me swim to the surface of the sea,

roared in defiance, but Gary

then another, and another.

eyes wide open in a silent scream of

heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The

for

this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only

arrived at the mansion’s gates, Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds