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.

necessary for him.

a conversation with his Father. The fact that their conversation is

of trying to

because of the

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

and took the Old Man's wrinkly hand in his

01d Master

Father." Since Jeff met the Old Man, he had never seen

was really weird seeing him

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

grandfather with Duane. "But..." "please, Jeff." Jeff had no

gone, Duane took a seat in a chair

emanating from him.

Duane asked shakily. "What you did now is betrayal! You betrayed me, Father?!" "Calm down" Old Master Malfoy uttered gently. "I only gave the heirloom to Jeff,

heir, why did he give him the heirloom? It just

more than anyone, Father" Duane uttered. "I should have known what you were up to

I had a son before Rebecca left, didn't you? You knew I was up to something back 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

started to see things

up with Jeff. Jeff isn't what you think he is. have my reasons for keeping quiet until now. I don't want you to regret it later." "Regret what?

has that kind of gaze! He doesn't deserve to be in our family!" "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

deep breath after Duane left. "I hope it's not too late." As Jeff walked into the living room, he felt the weight

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