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,

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

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 her

that was as far

the Evert family was like the

that Cinderella’s dream was over.

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

illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous

you need, it can wait until I’m done,” Camille said, her voice strained and low.

confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face him, or

had struggled through the mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to be

noticed the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained

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

been some neglect. But here

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

family, but that is a part of your heritage you can’t erase. No matter how high you fly, you must

so subtle. Does Camille even understand?

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

on his

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.

your office? Why should we discuss things there? Are you

was determined to press 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 relationship with the boss.

bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she cared for

Arnold remained silent.

look his way, her heart aching to the point of stopping.

no one could accept

Arnold, with a heart as bright as daylight and eyes as

oppressive silence 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

and her mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed, the

she’s completely throwing caution to

illegitimate daughter after

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

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

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

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you

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