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 feet as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t

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

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

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

a document on the coffee table. ‘Sign this, and I’ll spare your life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven

teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built

to be threatened by his own son, of all people? There was no way he’d

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

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

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 Fairhaven Group for a day!

leaped over the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep Into Barry’s gut.

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

had lost all humanity in its quest for power.

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Chapter 770

you just say that even without my brother, I’d never take

into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane crash? I orchestrated it.”

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, and he didn’t have any hatred at all. Such a perfect and kind person should go

of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary showed no mercy.

then another, and another.

silent plea, his eyes wide open in a

even Jackson was stunned. The father

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

was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I

an ominous symbol of the dark

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