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.”

with a sinister smile, his face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet

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

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

No big 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, you’ve been acting the lapdog for so long you’ve forgotten you were once a wolf with a taste

“Gary Fairhaven!”

your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the Fairhaven mess if he wants. Just transfer all your

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

be threatened by his own son, of all

all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the patriarch of the Fairhaven

eyes cracking with hatred. “Old bastard! You still dare to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to you?

never thought of letting you be

rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife

wound and collapsed to his

monster, a creature that had lost all humanity in its

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

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

his eyes bulging with pain and

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

with tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but Gary showed

another, and another.

a silent plea, his eyes wide open

even Jackson was stunned. The

for being too

“Kris was too good for this world, too

parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds