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!

dead weight of a mother, if only her mother

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

felt like she was

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

was as far as it

Evert family was like the chime of midnight

that Cinderella’s dream

him, she hoped he could be with a better girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past not as disgraceful and messy

daughter,

it can wait

afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out,

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

bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained

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

didn’t recognize you, and there may have been some neglect. But here we treat

she had frozen over, a chill spreading

family, but that is a part of your heritage you can’t erase. No matter how high you fly,

you’re being so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should translate for her.”

there, felt a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always remember your place, as the

on his teacup tightened, the veins on his

away from her pale face, fearing that

things there? Are

the opportunity, Eunice was determined to press the issue. “We come to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid us. If we don’t

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

twisting in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects

Arnold remained silent.

his way, her heart aching

no one could

with a heart as bright as daylight and eyes as clear

silence hung

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 thorough introduction to our Evert family’s situation, so

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

completely throwing caution

your long–lost illegitimate daughter after

now, threw caution to the 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 teeth, trying to maintain her composure.

month, and

turned frosty, “Camille, you would even

me? Even if the President himself asked, I’d refuse.”