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!

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

Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying

took towards them felt like she was walking with lead in her shoes.

there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could make her heart flutter time

far as it

of the Evert family was

her that Cinderella’s dream was over.

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

illegitimate daughter,

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

presence, she couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal got out,

get where she was today, and she did not want to be brought low or looked down

noticed the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but

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

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

felt as if she had frozen over, a chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s discuss this in my office.”

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,

so subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I

and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always

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

feelings, he quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his attention might make her feel even

office? Why should we discuss things there? Are you

a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid us. If we don’t make a scene, are we to let

held her tongue due to their relationship with the boss.

Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful

Arnold remained silent.

his way, her heart aching to the point of stopping.

one could

as

hung in the air.

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

silence. The more

throwing caution to

summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all

caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make

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

this month, next month, and the one after

turned frosty, “Camille, you

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