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,

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

Camille took towards them felt like she was walking

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

far

the Evert family was like

that Cinderella’s dream

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 as hers.

daughter,

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

for Arnold’s presence, she couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face him, or her mentor, with her head held

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

bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained

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 your mother would leech off the Evert family, acting all meek and eager to please

there may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make it difficult for

as if she had frozen over, a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s

coldly, “I 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 family’s nurturing that

subtle. Does Camille even understand?

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

the veins on his hand standing out

her pale face, fearing that his attention might

Why should we discuss things there? Are you

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

yet held her tongue due to their

was like a knife twisting in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she cared for

Arnold remained silent.

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

no one could accept

as bright as daylight and eyes as clear as water.

oppressive silence hung in the air.

breath and forced 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

into silence. The more Camille

she’s completely throwing caution to the

it, why summon your long–lost illegitimate

somewhat reserved up until 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

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

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

“Camille, you would even defy

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