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!

dead weight of a mother, if only her mother wasn’t a convicted

Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying

them felt like she was

she saw Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking

as far as it

was like the chime of midnight

her that Cinderella’s dream was

could be with a better girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past not as disgraceful and messy

this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled

I am currently working. If there’s something you need, it can

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 held

mire to get where she was today, and

the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained impassive,

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 eager to please us.”

have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never

spreading to her very core.

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

Camille even understand? Maybe I should

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

veins on his hand standing out as his heart

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.

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

you throw up every

was fuming yet held her tongue due to their relationship with

like 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.

look his way, her heart aching to the point of

one could accept

heart as bright as daylight and eyes as

hung

cast, a melodramatic family drama at its finest. Eunice, aren’t you about to get engaged to Mr. Almond? When

her mother were stunned into silence. The more

little wretch, she’s completely throwing

summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all these years?”

the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick, my time is worth a

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

solid this month, next month, and the one

turned frosty, “Camille, you would even defy your father’s orders?”

her gaze fearlessly, “What’s he to me? Even if