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.”

dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it

roared at Gary,

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

build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been

“Gary Fairhaven!”

this, and I’ll spare your life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let

one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built such an empire, one of the four great families,

his own son, of all

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, the one calling

his eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you? Is that necessary? I might as well tell

I have never thought of letting you be the heir

rage contorting his face, and plunged

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

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

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my brother, I’d never take over the

Barry down, his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share

his eyes bulging with pain and

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 quite pleased, and he didn’t have any

He roared in defiance,

stab, then another, and

plea, his eyes wide open

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

for being too heartless to

eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir.

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