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!

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

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

took towards them felt like she was walking with lead in

upright, and with features so striking that they could make her heart flutter time and time again.

far as it could

appearance of the Evert family was like

reminding her that Cinderella’s dream was

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.

illegitimate daughter, was filled with

something you need, it can wait until I’m done,” Camille said,

a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out,

and she did not want to be brought low or looked down

noticed the bleak look in

well–known designer now, haven’t you? Your tone sure is grand, and your temper

been some neglect. But here we treat everyone

spreading to her very core. “Let’s

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

so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should

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

the veins on his

intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that

should we discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your

you throw up every obstacle to avoid us. If we don’t make a scene, are we to let your guard dogs bite us

her tongue due to their relationship with

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

Arnold remained silent.

heart

no one could accept her.

as daylight and eyes as

hung in the

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 give your future husband a thorough introduction to our

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

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to

your long–lost illegitimate

at her watch, her slender eyes

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

this month, next month, and

“Camille, you would even defy your father’s

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