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 as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t serve you anymore.”

at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have you lost your mind?

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

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let

been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could

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

for me, I transferred all my assets and

his eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me

thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group for a day! I have

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

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

that had lost all humanity in its quest

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Chapter 770

even without my brother, I’d never take over the

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

his eyes bulging with pain and betrayal.

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

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

then another, and

plea, his eyes

even Jackson was stunned. The

me. Blame yourself for being too

father’s eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for

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