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.”

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

his vision tunneled and his body trembled. He roared at Gary, “You dared to

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

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

“Gary Fairhaven!”

coffee table. ‘Sign this, and I’ll spare your life out of fifty years of father–son affection. I lost interest in your shares.

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

threatened by his own son, of all people? There was

came for me, I transferred all my assets

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 tell you now.”

of letting you

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

collapsed to his knees, his vision blurring as

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

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Chapter 770

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

agony. “Let me share a secret with you. My brother’s plane

in disbelief, his eyes bulging with pain

swim to the surface of the sea, his

roared in

stab, then another,

breath was a silent plea, his eyes

Jackson was stunned. The father and son

blame me. Blame yourself for

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

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

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