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.”

dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet

at Gary,

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

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious

never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built such an empire, one of the

son, of

one step ahead. Before 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!

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

thought of letting you be the heir of

face, and plunged a knife deep Into Barry’s gut.

and collapsed to his

a monster, a creature that had lost all

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without my

pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My

disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain

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

of blood. He roared

stab, then another,

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

stunned. The

for

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

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

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