Chapter 676

The assistant was completely dumbfounded by the man’s suave handling of the situation.

And with Arnold’s aloof demeanor, she truly believed he was just an ordinary customer coming to pick up his laundry.

“Darling, what are you staring at with such big eyes?” Mrs. Evert gave Eunice a sharp tug.

“Mom! Look at that man. He’s drop–dead gorgeous! I’ve never seen someone so magnificently handsome!” Eunice exclaimed with the excitement of a sheltered heiress.

“Enough. You’re high society, don’t act like you’ve never seen a good–looking man before. Even the handsomest of men have only two legs, don’t they?” Mrs. Evert chided her, though she couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Arnold from the corner of her eye.

She felt like she recognized him from somewhere.

Also, his gaze on them felt so cold and sinister it sent shivers down her spine.

As the assistant pondered how to shoo away these two pests, the sharp click–clack of high heels echoed down the spiral staircase.

“Have you two had your fill of drama yet?”

Arnold’s gaze shifted to the pale–faced Camille standing not too far off, his deep–set eyes narrowing slightly.

“Mom, that wench is here!” Eunice, seeing her half–sister, was filled with disdain and animosity.

Originally, Eunice was the sole, legitimate heiress of the Evert family.

But the arrival of her illegitimate sister had somewhat shaken her standing in her father’s heart. This so–called sister was just too formidable, being not only beautiful but also incredibly talented. Camille had excelled academically since childhood and had grown up to become one of the top fashion designers in the country!

have the dead weight of a mother, if only her mother wasn’t a convicted murderer.

could her father’s attitude be so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying into the

she was walking

there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could make her heart

that was as far as it could

appearance of the Evert family was like

reminding her that Cinderella’s dream was over.

very least, someone with a background, a

Evert, seeing this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous

I am currently working. If there’s something you need, it can wait until I’m done,” Camille said, her

scandal got out, how could she face him, or her mentor, with her head held high?

through the mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to

in Camille’s eyes but

toxic blast of resentment. “Camille, you’ve become a well–known designer now, haven’t you? Your tone sure is grand, and your

some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make it difficult for you.”

as if she had frozen over, a chill spreading to her very

and refuse to acknowledge your ties to the Evert family, but that is a part of your heritage you can’t erase. No matter how high you fly, you must always remember, it’s the Evert family’s nurturing that has allowed you to achieve what

being so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should

flare up and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always remember your

grip on his teacup tightened, the veins on his hand

from her pale face, fearing that his attention might make her feel even more inferior, even more

office? Why should we discuss things there? Are you

to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid us.

assistant, insulted, was fuming yet held her tongue due to their relationship with the boss.

Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she cared for

Arnold remained silent.

her heart aching to the point of stopping.

could

bright as daylight

oppressive silence hung in

breath and forced a smile, her eyes reddening. “Yes, I am the illegitimate daughter, the child of Spencer Evert’s mistress. Our family really should be a soap opera cast, a melodramatic family drama at its finest. Eunice, aren’t you about to get engaged to Mr. Almond? When the time comes, I’ll be sure to give

into silence. The more Camille

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution

it, why summon your long–lost illegitimate

to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it

your father wants you to design a couple of dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert said through clenched teeth, trying to maintain her composure.

month, next month, and the one after

“Camille, you would even defy your

to me?

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