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!

weight of a mother,

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

Camille took towards them felt like she was walking with lead in

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

as far as it could

the Evert family was like the chime of midnight

that Cinderella’s

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

this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was

need, it can wait until

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

and she did not want

bleak look in Camille’s eyes but

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 your mother would leech

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

over, a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s discuss this in my office.”

arms and spoke coldly, “I know you’ve grown independent and refuse to acknowledge your ties to the Evert family, but that is a part of your

Does Camille even

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

tightened, the veins on his hand standing out as his heart twinged with

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

things there? Are you ashamed of your

see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every

yet held her tongue

bare her most painful aspects in

Arnold remained silent.

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

could accept

a heart as bright as daylight and eyes as clear as water.

silence hung in the

“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

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

completely throwing caution to the

why summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter

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

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

this month, next month, and the one after that. No

frosty, “Camille, you would even

to me? Even if the President himself asked, I’d