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

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

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

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious

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

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

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

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 you

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

rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep Into Barry’s gut.

oozed onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed

had nurtured a monster, a creature that had lost all

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Chapter 770

without my

Barry down, his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane crash? I orchestrated

in disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain and

gearbox. And when I had the chance to save him, I let 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 hatred at all. Such a perfect and kind person should go

He roared in defiance, but Gary showed no mercy.

then another, and another.

was a silent plea, his eyes

and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father

yourself for being

“Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business.

arrived at the mansion’s gates, Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired within.

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