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.”

Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were trash, “Sadly, he can’t

vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary,

I’ve gone

build up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now you’re old, you’ve been acting the lapdog for

“Gary Fairhaven!”

‘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 mess if he wants. Just transfer all your assets

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

threatened by his own son, of all people?

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

sat up 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

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

leaped over the coffee table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep Into Barry’s

onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees,

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

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Chapter 770

my brother, I’d never take over the

boot pressing into the bleeding 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

him, I 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 hatred at all. Such a perfect and kind person should go to heaven instead of staying in the Fairhaven family and blocking my

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

then another, and another.

plea, his eyes wide open in a silent

was stunned. The father

yourself for

his father’s eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I am the rightful heir. Pity you

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

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