The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 79

Why did you betray me, Father? Duane clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white with rage. His jaw hardened and his muscles throbbed with tension as drops of sweat trickled down his brow.

Was the heirloom from the Malfoy family just given to Jeff by his father? With a flash of piercing anger in his eyes, Duane bounded into the room.

He let out short, sharp gasps, each one tinged with a mixture of fear and rage.

"Father!" The intense feelings threatened to overtake Duane, causing his body to tremble and his heart to

race. He turned to look at Jeff and the heirloom he was holding.

This was the necklace that he had been assiduously attempting to claim for years, but his father had recently given it to Jeff, the recently Malfoy son.

"I will never accept this! This is unacceptable!" Duane yelled, his voice laced with pent-up anger and frustration. He approached Jeff and Old Master Malfoy who was lying sickly on the bed.

When Jeff noticed Duane's rage, he abruptly got up despite not understanding what was happening.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Duane stopped in his tracks. "Did you just..."

"Grandfather is sick! He needs rest.

That he has not been sleeping soundly, do you know? That explains the way his body responded to the meal. Do you not have a duty to look after your father? ""Are you now dictating what I should do?" Duane exclaimed unbelievably.

""Arlina was right about you! All you are trying to do is take everything away from me." Duane's eyes were fixed on the heirloom. He watched as Jeff's hand tightened around it.

you?" Jeff scoffed with disbelief. "Please allow Grandpa to get some rest. It is necessary for him. If

was the first time he would have a conversation with his Father. The fact that their conversation is

was being accused by Duane of

steal? Is it because of the heirloom? Jeff tightened his hold

his name being called by Old Master Malfoy,

knelt and took the Old Man's wrinkly hand

01d Master Malfoy said

he had never seen him this weak before. He was always energetic and always trying

weird seeing him

something from him, he didn't care

He didn't want to leave his grandfather with Duane. "But..." "please, Jeff." Jeff had

seat in a chair that was free, an air

emanating from him.

heirloom to Jeff, I didn't declare him as the heir, Duane.

didn't want to declare Jeff as his heir, why did he give him the heirloom? It

Duane uttered. "I should have known what

You hide everything from me just to declare Jeff as the heir. Father, you are unbelievable!" 0ld Master Malfoy was

guess I have started to see things in

quiet until now. I don't want you to regret it later."

he's trying to steal things from me. He's just nineteen and he already has that kind of gaze! He doesn't deserve to be in our family!" "Don't regret later, Duane" The Old Man was persistent even though his son didn't want to listen to him. "Jeff is still your son whether you like it or

what I'm talking about!" 11 don't think so, Father," Duane said and stood up. "I don't think you know what you are talking about." He headed to the door. Before he got out, he turned back to his Father. "I hope you recover well, Father. I still have

late." As Jeff walked into the living room, he felt the weight of the elderly folks' eyes

coursed through