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!

the dead weight of a mother,

how could her father’s attitude be so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t

felt like she was walking with lead in her shoes.

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

that was as far as it could

family was like the

her that Cinderella’s

really liked him, she hoped he could be with a better girl. At the very least, someone with

this remarkable illegitimate daughter,

need, it can wait until I’m done,” Camille said, her voice strained

for Arnold’s presence, she couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face him, or

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

look in Camille’s eyes but

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

there may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any

if she had frozen over, a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s discuss

a part of your heritage you can’t erase. No matter how high you

you’re being so subtle. Does Camille even

wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer

his teacup tightened, the veins on his hand

feelings, he quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face,

your office? Why should we discuss things there? Are

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

fuming yet held her tongue due to their relationship with

was like a knife twisting in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she cared for the

Arnold remained silent.

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

no one could

as bright as daylight and

oppressive silence hung

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 your future husband a

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

she’s completely throwing caution

long–lost illegitimate daughter after all these

Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick, my time

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

I’m booked solid this month, next month, and the one

Evert’s gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you

to me? Even if