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

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

if I’ve gone

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven

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 four

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

me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the

with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me

his cane and his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group for a day! I

table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a

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

had lost all

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Chapter 770

say that even without my

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

disbelief, his eyes bulging with

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 should go to heaven instead of staying in the Fairhaven

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

then another, and another.

his eyes wide open in a

and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father

for

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

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

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