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.”

Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t serve

Barry as his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared

exactly what I’m doing. And if I’ve gone mad, it’s

indifferently. “Besides, it’s just murder. No big deal, Back in the day, you had no qualms about getting your hands dirty 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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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. Just transfer all your assets to me, and I’ll leave you with your

to cower, to grovel for his life. How

of

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

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

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

leaped over the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep Into

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

monster, a creature that had lost

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my

scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My

stared in disbelief, his eyes

time, when he watched me swim to the surface of the sea, his eyes were

roared in defiance, but

another,

a silent plea, his eyes wide open

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

yourself for

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

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