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.”

a sinister smile, his face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t

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

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

it’s just murder. No big 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 wolf

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

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

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

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

never thought of letting you be the heir of the

table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife

collapsed

that had lost all humanity in its quest for

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did you just say 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

in disbelief, his eyes bulging

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, his eyes were

eyes brimmed with tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary

another, and

his eyes wide open in

was stunned. The father and son duo was like

me. Blame yourself for being too

“Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat

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