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.”

lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t serve you

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

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

deal, Back in the day, you had no qualms about getting your hands dirty to build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old,

“Gary Fairhaven!”

in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if he wants. Just transfer all your assets to me, and I’ll leave you with your

face, his teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built

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

for 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 shots

still dare to lie to me

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

contorting his face,

wound and collapsed to his knees, his

a creature that had

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

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

stared in disbelief, his eyes bulging

to the surface of the sea, his eyes were actually quite pleased, and he didn’t have any hatred

of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary

then another,

last breath was a silent plea, his eyes wide open in a

brutal and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The

don’t blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to me.”

world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful

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