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.”

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

tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary,

I’m doing. And if I’ve gone mad,

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 with a taste

“Gary Fairhaven!”

your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if he wants. Just transfer

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

his own son, of all people? There was no way

years, and now your true colors show. 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 the

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

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

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

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

had lost all humanity

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Chapter 770

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

a scream of agony. “Let me

his eyes

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

with tears of blood. He roared in defiance,

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 sworn enemies!

me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to

was too good for this world, too

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