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 her mother wasn’t a convicted

so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying into

like she was walking with lead in

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

of the Evert family was like the chime of

that Cinderella’s dream was over.

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

daughter, was

currently working. If there’s something you need, it can wait until I’m done,” Camille said, her voice strained and

couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face him,

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

look in Camille’s eyes but

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

didn’t recognize you, and there may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make it difficult for you.”

if she had frozen over, a chill spreading to

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 has allowed you to achieve what

you’re being so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should translate for

and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always remember your place, as the Evert family’s

teacup tightened, the veins on his hand standing out as his

from her pale face, fearing

office? Why should we discuss things

the opportunity, Eunice was determined to press the issue. “We come to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw

held her tongue due to their relationship with the boss.

in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she cared for

Arnold remained silent.

way, her heart

could accept

as

hung in

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

silence. The more

completely throwing caution to the wind!

summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter

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

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

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

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even

to me? Even if the President