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.”

his face smeared with blood, and callously dropped Greg’s lifeless body at Barry’s feet as if it were

Gary, “You dared to kill? Have you lost your mind? What do

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

up the Fairhaven Group, right? Now

“Gary Fairhaven!”

years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares. Let your precious grandson clean up the

grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How

own son, of all people? There was no way

show. But I’m still one step ahead. Before you came for me, I transferred all my assets

to lie to me when you’re dying?” “Lie to

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

face, and plunged a knife deep

oozed onto the floor, Barry clutched his wound and collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as he fell into

a monster, a creature that had lost all

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my brother, I’d never take over the Fairhaven

a scream of agony. “Let me share

in disbelief, his eyes

had the chance to save 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

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

stab, then another,

a silent plea, his eyes wide

Jackson was stunned. The father and son duo was

blame me. Blame yourself for being too heartless

eyes. “Kris was too good for this world, too kind for the cutthroat business. Only I

still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that had transpired within.