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!

only she didn’t have the dead weight of a mother, if only her

Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one

like she was walking with lead

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

as far as it could go.

appearance of the Evert family was like the chime of midnight

her that Cinderella’s dream

very least, someone with a background, a family, a past not as disgraceful and messy as hers.

remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with

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

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 brought low or

in Camille’s eyes but

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

been some neglect. But here we

spreading to

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

Camille even understand? Maybe I should

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

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

Camille’s feelings, he quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his

things there? Are you ashamed of your status

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

her tongue due to their

twisting in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in

Arnold remained silent.

heart aching to the point of stopping.

no one could accept her.

a heart as bright as daylight and

silence hung in the air.

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.

stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed, the more

wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to the wind!

illegitimate daughter after all these

Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy

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

booked solid this month, next month, and the one after that.

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even

her gaze fearlessly, “What’s he to me? Even if the President himself asked, I’d refuse.”