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.

Jeff scoffed with disbelief. "Please allow Grandpa to get some rest. It is necessary for him. If you are going to continue being like this, please leave." Jeff realized that since he

first time he would have a conversation with his Father. The fact that their conversation is different from what Jeff had

accused by Duane of trying to pilfer

because of the heirloom? Jeff tightened his hold on the heirloom, his eyes locked with

Hearing his name being called by Old Master Malfoy, Jeff shifted his gaze from his Father to

knelt and took the Old Man's wrinkly hand in his

01d Master

Man, he had never seen him this weak before. He was always energetic and always trying to make Jeff

was really weird seeing him like

the old Man was hiding something from him, he didn't care

protest. He didn't want to leave his grandfather with Duane. "But..." "please, Jeff." Jeff had no choice but

he was gone, Duane took a seat in a chair

emanating from him.

me, Father?!" "Calm down" Old Master Malfoy uttered gently. "I only gave the heirloom to

heir, why did he give

uttered. "I should have known

then too, right? You hide everything from me just to declare Jeff as the heir. Father, you are unbelievable!" 0ld Master Malfoy was silent after hearing Duane's words. A small smile appeared on his lips and he took

started to

until now. I don't want you to regret it later." "Regret what? Not catching up with Jeff" Duane answered. "If you saw how he looked at me when I came

I meant by 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

duties and apologize to him. I know 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

breath after Duane left. "I hope it's not too late." As Jeff walked

into his skin, but Jeff was indifferent; anger coursed through his veins, and he