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.”

smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at

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

know exactly what I’m doing. And if I’ve gone

up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been acting the lapdog for so long you’ve forgotten you were once a wolf with a

“Gary Fairhaven!”

a 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

fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built such an empire, one of

of all people? There was no way he’d bow.

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 at Fairhaven Group! You? You’re not even fit to lap

abruptly, 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 well

ground with his cane and his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you be

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

and collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as he fell into

nurtured a monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in its quest for power.

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Chapter 770

without my brother, I’d never take over

of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane crash? I

stared in disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain and

at that time, when he watched me swim to the surface of the sea, his

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

then another,

was a silent plea, his eyes wide open in a

and heartless, even Jackson was stunned. The father and son

me. Blame yourself for being

world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir. Pity you couldn’t see

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