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.”

smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet

at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have you lost your mind? What do you

I’ve gone mad, it’s because of you,

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if he wants. Just transfer

grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built such an empire, one

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

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

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 as well tell

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

face,

blood oozed onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed

a monster, a creature that had lost all

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say that even without my brother,

pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let

in disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain and

swim to the surface of the sea, his eyes were actually quite pleased, and he didn’t have

tears of blood. He roared

then another, and

plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream

stunned. The father and son duo

blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to

his father’s eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir. Pity you couldn’t see that.”

the mansion’s gates, Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol