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.”

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

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

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

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 with a taste for blood.”

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

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

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

you came for me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the patriarch of the

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

if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting

the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep Into Barry’s gut.

onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision

monster, a creature that had lost all humanity

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Chapter 770

without my brother, I’d never take over the Fairhaven Group?”

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

stared in disbelief, his eyes bulging

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 actually quite pleased, and he didn’t have any hatred at all. Such a perfect and kind person

eyes brimmed with tears of blood. He roared in

then another,

a silent plea, his eyes wide open

stunned. The father and son

blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless

for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful

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