His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 855

"Damn it, give me the pills."

With a resounding crash—

Jeff finally lost his strength to stand, clutching his chest in severe pain, and collapsed straight down, knocking over the coffee table.

"Dad, I'm giving you one last chance."

Avery leaned slightly forward, looming over Jeff like he was staring down at a battered old hound, "Now, beg me on your knees, and I'll give you your medicine.

A man must know his times. That's what you taught us when we were kids, wasn’t it?"

"You beast, dream on!"

Jeff, filled with rage, started to crawl towards Avery's feet, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.

Avery stepped back, as if what was beneath his feet was some foul, stinking mess.

Jeff's complexion turned from pale to ashen, and Avery felt a thrill at the sight of his agony, laughing until tears started to form in the corners of his reddened eyes:

"I've already sent off your favorite son, I don't mind sending you on your way too. Go down there, reunite with your Byron."

"Byron, oh my Byron."

Jeff stared with bloodshot eyes, his mouth dry and cracked wide open, reaching out to grab Avery's pant leg.

Suddenly, his twisted face of pain froze.

That dry, stiff hand hung just an inch short, finally falling lifelessly.

The room went cold and silent as a grave.

Avery stood still, looking down at the man at his feet, eyes unblinking in death.

"Dad, if I weren't your son, it would be better. Then I could justify everything you did to me and mom, and make peace with you, and myself."

His fingers curled tightly, pressing hard against his palms, he whispered in a voice only he could hear, "I was your best child, I could have walked a clear and bright path, I could have stood before Evadne like Thaddeus, without a care. But the kind Avery was destroyed by your own hands. I wasn’t wrong. All along, you were the one who was wrong."

Jeff's secretary and Harvey waited outside, the chairman's office was too well soundproofed, they were completely unaware of what was happening inside.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and Avery ran out, disheveled:

"Quick, call an ambulance! My dad's having a heart attack! Call an ambulance!"

Harvey was initially shocked, seeing Avery's panicked expression, but also glimpsed his cold, indifferent eyes.