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

trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have you lost

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

No big deal, Back in the day, you had no qualms about getting your hands dirty to build up the

“Gary Fairhaven!”

in your shares. Let

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

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

still one step ahead. Before you came for me, I transferred all my assets and

to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you? Is that necessary? I might as

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 have always preferred Jareth, and I have

his face, and plunged a

oozed onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees,

a creature that had lost

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Chapter 770

my brother, I’d never take

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

disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain and betrayal.

harm him. Don’t you know that at that time, when he watched me swim to the

eyes brimmed with tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary showed no mercy.

another,

eyes wide open in a silent

even Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo

blame me. Blame yourself for being

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

gates, Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of

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