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.”

with a sinister smile, his face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless

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

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

day, 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 for so long you’ve forgotten you were once a wolf with a

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

drained from 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

own son, of

you came for me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the patriarch of the Fairhaven family, the one calling the shots at Fairhaven Group! You? You’re not even fit to lap

bastard! You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you? Is that necessary?

the ground with his cane and his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the

over the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and

Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees,

monster, a creature that had lost all humanity

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Chapter 770

say that even without my brother, I’d

his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane

in disbelief, his eyes

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,

blood. He roared in

then another, and another.

plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream of horror.

was stunned. The father and son duo was like sworn

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

for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful

car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the