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!

weight of a mother, if only her

Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying into the prestigious Gellar

like she was walking with lead

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

as far as

appearance of the Evert family was like the chime of midnight

her that Cinderella’s dream was over.

girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past not as disgraceful and messy as hers.

remarkable illegitimate daughter,

can wait until I’m

full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face him, or her mentor, with her head

she was today, and she did not want to be brought low or looked down

the bleak look in

and your temper has grown along with it. Gone are the days when you and your mother would leech off the Evert

you, and there may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make

frozen over, a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s discuss this in

crossed her arms and spoke coldly, “I know you’ve grown independent 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,

subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should

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

veins on his hand standing out as his heart twinged with

pale

discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your status too?”

the opportunity, Eunice was determined to press the issue. “We come to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every

her tongue due to their

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

Arnold remained silent.

her heart aching to the

could accept

bright as daylight and eyes as clear as water.

silence hung in

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

and her mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed, the more furious

completely throwing caution

it, why summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all these years?”

threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her

you to design a couple of dresses for

but I’m booked solid this month, next month, and the one after that.

Evert’s gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even

“What’s he to me?