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.”

smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t serve

at Gary, “You dared to kill?

what I’m doing. And if I’ve gone mad, it’s because of you, because of

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

document on the coffee table. ‘Sign this, and I’ll spare your life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven

one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built

of all people? There was

dutiful son 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

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

have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group for a day! I have always preferred Jareth, and I have always

the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged

the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as

that had lost all humanity

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Chapter 770

did you just say that even without my brother, I’d never take over the Fairhaven

eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane

disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain

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 to

roared in defiance, but Gary showed

another,

was a silent plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream

heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and

don’t blame me. Blame yourself for

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

car still parked outside, an

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