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.”

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

gripped Barry as his vision tunneled and his 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, because of Jareth.”

up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been acting the lapdog for so long you’ve

“Gary Fairhaven!”

tossed 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 mess if he wants.

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

his own son, of

the dutiful son for years, and now your true colors show. But I’m still one step ahead. Before you came for me, I transferred all my assets

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

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

table, rage contorting his face, and plunged

wound and collapsed to his knees,

had nurtured a monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in its quest

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Chapter 770

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

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

eyes

me swim to the surface of the

blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary showed

then another, and another.

breath was a silent plea, his eyes wide open in

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

me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to

too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir. Pity you couldn’t

Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol