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!

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could her father’s attitude be so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying into the prestigious Gellar

like she was walking with lead in her shoes.

Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could make her

was as far

Evert family was like

Cinderella’s

he could be with a better girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past

seeing this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous

need, it can wait until

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

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

in Camille’s eyes

Evert, having bottled up her fury, finally found 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 has grown along with it. Gone are the days when you and

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

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

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, you must always remember, it’s the Evert

Camille even understand? Maybe

seeing Arnold sitting there, felt a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always remember your

on his teacup tightened, the veins on his

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

discuss things there? Are you ashamed of

blue moon, and you throw up every

tongue due to their

in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the

Arnold remained silent.

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

one could accept her.

heart as bright as daylight and eyes

oppressive silence hung in

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,

The more Camille laughed, the more

throwing caution to

illegitimate daughter

caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make

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

booked solid this month, next month, and

you would

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