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.”

callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if

Barry as his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have you lost your mind? What do

And if I’ve gone

getting your hands dirty to build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been acting the lapdog for so

“Gary Fairhaven!”

interest in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if

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

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

laughed heartily, pointing at Gary. “You’ve played 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 to lap up the leftovers!”

sat up 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

his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you

leaped over the coffee table, rage contorting his face,

and collapsed to his knees,

had nurtured a monster, a creature that had lost all

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just say that even without my

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

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

tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary showed no

another, and

silent plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream of

brutal and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo

blame me. Blame yourself for

father’s eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I

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