His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

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!

didn’t have the dead weight of a mother, if

her father’s attitude be so cold? Perhaps Eunice

step Camille took towards them felt like she was walking with lead in

just come downstairs when she saw Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could make

was as far as it could

family was like the chime of midnight

Cinderella’s dream was over.

could be with a better girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a

this remarkable illegitimate daughter,

need, it can wait until

for Arnold’s presence, she couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face him, or her mentor, with her head held high?

had struggled through the mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to be brought

noticed the bleak look in Camille’s eyes

a well–known designer now, haven’t you? Your tone sure is grand, and your temper has grown along with it. Gone are the days when you and your mother would leech off the Evert family, acting all meek and eager to please

But here we treat everyone

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

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

so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should translate for her.”

sitting there, felt a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer

his

considering Camille’s feelings, he quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his attention might make her feel even more inferior, even more anguished.

your office? Why should we discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your

once in a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid us. If we don’t make a scene, are we

assistant, insulted, was fuming yet held her tongue due to their relationship

laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she cared

Arnold remained silent.

didn’t dare look his way, her heart aching to

could

Arnold, with a heart as bright as daylight

oppressive silence hung in

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

were stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed,

throwing caution

your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all

wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick, my time is worth a

getting engaged, your father wants you to design a couple of dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert said through clenched

month, and the one after

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even defy your

“What’s he to me? Even if the President himself asked, I’d