His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 770

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.”

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

He roared at Gary, “You

if I’ve gone

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 taste for

“Gary Fairhaven!”

out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if he

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

son, of all people?

I’m still one step ahead. Before you came for me, I transferred all my

sat up abruptly, his eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?”

of letting you be the heir

coffee table, rage contorting his face, and

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

that had lost all humanity in its quest for

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Chapter 770

even without my brother, I’d never take

bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me

eyes bulging

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,

blood. He roared

stab, then another, and another.

eyes

heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo was like sworn

me. Blame yourself for being too heartless

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

Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired

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