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.”

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

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

if I’ve gone mad, it’s

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

tossed a document on 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 assets to me, and I’ll leave you

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 an empire, one of

by his own son, of all

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

sat up abruptly, his eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when

“Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of

coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep

wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as he

nurtured a monster, a creature that had

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

scream of agony. “Let me share a secret

his eyes bulging

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 should go to heaven instead of staying in

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

then another, and

plea, his eyes wide

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

me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to me.”

this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir. Pity you couldn’t see that.”

car still parked outside, an