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

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

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

up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been acting the lapdog for so long you’ve forgotten

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

his teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have

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

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

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

contorting his face,

his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as he fell into shock.

creature that had lost all humanity in its

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even without my brother, I’d never take over

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

in disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain and

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 defiance, but Gary showed no mercy.

another, and

last breath was a silent plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream

The father and son duo was like sworn enemies!

don’t blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless

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

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