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!

a mother, if only her mother wasn’t a convicted

Eunice wouldn’t be the one

felt like she was walking with lead in her

had just come downstairs when she saw Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features

that was as far

the Evert family was like the chime of

her that Cinderella’s dream was

with a better girl. At the very least,

seeing this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous spite.

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

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

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

the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but

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

But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make it difficult for you.”

over, a chill spreading to her very

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

subtle. Does Camille even

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

his 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 attention might make her

office? Why should we discuss things there?

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

yet held her tongue due to

most painful aspects

Arnold remained silent.

heart

one could

bright as daylight

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 to get engaged to Mr. Almond? When the time comes, I’ll be sure to give your future husband a thorough introduction to our Evert family’s situation, so you can all

and her mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille

little wretch, she’s completely throwing

it, why summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter

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

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

I’m booked solid this month, next month,

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you

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