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.”

dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were

at Gary, “You dared

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

qualms about getting your hands dirty to build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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

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

own son, of all people? There

Before you came for me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the

You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you? Is that necessary? I might as well tell you

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

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

and collapsed to his knees, his vision

monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in its quest

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Chapter 770

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

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

his eyes bulging with

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 and kind person should go

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

then another, and another.

eyes wide open in a silent scream of

brutal and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo was like sworn

blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless to

and gently closed his father’s eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat

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