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

body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill?

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

hands dirty to build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re

“Gary Fairhaven!”

life 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 wants. Just transfer all your assets to me, and

Barry’s face, his teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for

be threatened by his own son, of all people? There

now your true colors show. But I’m still 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,

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

is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group

face, and plunged a knife deep Into

blood oozed onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as

creature that had lost all

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that even without my brother, I’d never take over the

scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane crash? I orchestrated

his eyes bulging with pain

when I had the chance to save him, 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, his eyes were actually

roared in defiance, but Gary showed

another, and

last breath was a silent plea, his eyes wide

brutal and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The

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 you couldn’t see

at the mansion’s gates, Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired within.