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.”

face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were

as his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have you lost your

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

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares.

for

own son, of all people? There was no way he’d bow.

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 the shots at Fairhaven Group! You? You’re not even fit to lap up

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

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! I have always preferred Jareth,

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

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

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

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Chapter 770

just say that even without my brother, I’d

agony. “Let me share a secret with

his eyes bulging

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

eyes brimmed with tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary showed no

stab, then another, and

was a silent plea, his eyes wide open in

Jackson was stunned. The

yourself for being too heartless to me.”

world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only

parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired