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

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

felt like she was walking with lead

sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking

that was as far as it could go.

was

her that Cinderella’s dream

she hoped he could be with a better girl. At the very least,

daughter, was filled with

If there’s something you need, it can wait

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

struggled through the mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to be brought low or looked

look in Camille’s

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

But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make

over, a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s discuss

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

so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should translate for

rivalry flare up and stepped closer to

his hand standing out as his heart twinged with

quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his attention

Why should we discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your status too?”

see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid us.

was fuming yet held her tongue

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

Arnold remained silent.

her heart aching

no one could accept

a heart as bright as daylight and eyes as clear as water.

silence hung in the air.

her eyes reddening. “Yes, I am 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. 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

and her mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to

illegitimate daughter after all these years?”

to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with

engaged, your father wants you to design a couple of dresses for her,”

I’m booked solid this month, next month, and the

frosty, “Camille, you

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