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!

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

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

took towards them felt like she was walking with lead in her shoes.

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

that was as far as it

was like the chime

her that Cinderella’s dream

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

illegitimate daughter, was filled with

If there’s something you need, it can wait until I’m done,”

presence, she couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out,

to get where she was today, and she

in Camille’s eyes

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

been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was

a chill spreading

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

Does Camille even understand? Maybe

a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer to Camille.

on his hand standing out as

he quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his attention might make her feel even more inferior,

discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your status

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

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

laying bare her most painful aspects in front

Arnold remained silent.

his way, her heart

one could

with a heart as bright as daylight

silence hung in the air.

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

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

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution

it, why summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter

until now, threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick,

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

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

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even

met her gaze fearlessly, “What’s he to me? Even