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,

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

accused by Duane of

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

by Old Master Malfoy, Jeff

knelt and took the Old Man's wrinkly

Master

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

really weird seeing him like

was hiding something from him, he didn't care because he knew that the Old Man's

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

was gone, Duane took a seat in a chair that was

emanating from him.

only gave 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

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

uttered. "I should have known what you were up to

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

I guess I have started to

quiet until now. I don't want you to regret it later." "Regret what? Not catching up with Jeff" Duane answered. "If you saw

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

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 to

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

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