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!

have the dead weight of a mother,

Eunice

took towards them felt like she was walking with

sitting there, handsome, upright, and with

was as far as it could go.

the Evert family was

her that Cinderella’s dream was

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

daughter, was filled

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

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

through the mire to get where she was today, and she did

noticed the bleak look in

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

may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make it

she had frozen over, a chill spreading to

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

being so subtle. Does Camille even understand?

stepped closer to Camille. “Camille,

teacup tightened, the veins on his

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

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

Eunice was determined to press the issue. “We come to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid us. If we don’t make a scene, are we to let

yet held her tongue due to their relationship with the boss.

heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in

Arnold remained silent.

didn’t dare look his way, her heart

one could

with a heart as bright as daylight and eyes

hung

took a deep breath and forced a smile, 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 our Evert family’s

stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed, the more furious

throwing caution

your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all these

at her watch, her slender eyes filled with

a couple of dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert said through clenched teeth, trying

month, and the one

you would even defy

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