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.”

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,

his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to

And if I’ve gone

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

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

be threatened by his own son, of all

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 of

hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when

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

rage contorting his face, and plunged a

his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision

a monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in

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

Barry down, his boot pressing into the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony.

stared in disbelief, his eyes

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

of blood. He roared in defiance, but

stab, then another, and

plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream

was stunned. The father and son duo was like

for being too heartless

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

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