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.”

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

his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to kill? Have

gone mad,

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

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 to me, and I’ll leave you

blood drained from Barry’s face, his teeth grinding in fury. He’d never been one to cower, to grovel for his life. How could he have built such an empire, one of the four great

own son, of all people? There

“You’ve played the dutiful son for years, and now your true colors show. But I’m still one step ahead. Before you came for me, I transferred all my assets and shares to Jareth. He’s now the patriarch of

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

and his scarlet eyes. “Even if Kris is gone, I have never thought of letting you be the heir of the Fairhaven Group for a day! I have always preferred Jareth, and I have always

table, rage contorting his face, and plunged a knife deep

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

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

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Chapter 770

even without my brother, I’d never take

the bleeding wound, eliciting a scream of agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s

his eyes bulging with pain and

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

tears of blood. He roared in defiance, but

stab, then another,

a silent plea, his eyes wide open in a silent scream of

Jackson was stunned. The father and

yourself for being

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

Barry’s car still parked outside, an ominous symbol of the dark deeds that