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

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

took towards them felt like she

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

that was as far as it

appearance of the Evert family was like the chime

Cinderella’s dream was over.

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

remarkable illegitimate daughter, was

I am currently working. If there’s something you need, it can wait until

a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got

mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to be brought

noticed the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained impassive,

haven’t you? Your tone sure is grand, and your temper has grown along

some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to

a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s

of your heritage you can’t erase. No matter how high you fly, you must always remember, it’s the Evert family’s nurturing

even understand? Maybe I should translate for her.”

Arnold sitting there, felt a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always remember your place, as the Evert family’s illegitimate

his teacup tightened, the veins on his hand standing out

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

discuss things

the issue. “We come to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up

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

most painful aspects

Arnold remained silent.

heart aching to

no one could

bright as daylight and eyes as

oppressive silence hung in

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

into silence. The more Camille laughed, the more furious they

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to

your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all these

been somewhat reserved up until now, threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make

getting engaged, your father wants you to design a couple of dresses

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

“Camille, you

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