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.”

Greg’s lifeless

as his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You

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

had no qualms about getting your hands dirty to build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old,

“Gary Fairhaven!”

this, and I’ll spare your life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious

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

by his own son, of

I transferred all my assets and shares

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

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

contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep

Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his

a creature that had lost all humanity in its quest

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Chapter 770

even without my brother, I’d

down, his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let

his eyes bulging with pain

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

with tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but

another, and

eyes wide open in a silent scream of horror.

and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and

yourself for

good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only

an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired

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