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.

is necessary for him. If you are going to continue being like this, please leave." Jeff realized

The fact that their conversation is different from what Jeff had assumed is just

by Duane of

he's trying to steal? Is it because of the heirloom?

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

took the Old Man's wrinkly

Master Malfoy

first, I have something to discuss with your Father." Since Jeff met the Old Man, he had

really weird seeing him

though Jeff knew that the old Man was hiding something from him, he didn't care because

protest. He didn't want to leave his grandfather with Duane. "But..."

a seat in a chair

emanating from him.

the heirloom to Jeff, I didn't declare him as the heir, Duane. I haven't made a decision yet." As Duane listened to his Father, he felt like his words were even

he didn't want to declare Jeff as his heir, why did

know you more than anyone, Father" Duane uttered. "I should

you? You knew I was up to something back then too, right? You hide everything from me just to declare Jeff as

have started to see things in a different way,"

he is. have my reasons for keeping quiet 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

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

"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 to

Scavo let out a deep breath after Duane left. "I hope it's not too late." As Jeff walked into the living room, he felt the weight of the elderly folks' eyes upon

piercing gaze bore into his skin, but Jeff was indifferent; anger coursed through his