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 murderer.

be so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be

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

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

was as far as

was like the chime of midnight

reminding her that Cinderella’s

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

daughter,

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

respect for Arnold’s presence, she couldn’t afford a full–blown confrontation. If their family scandal

was today, and she did not want to be brought low or

noticed the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained

having bottled up her fury, finally found her outlet, 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

assistant didn’t recognize you, and there may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone equally; there was never any intention to make

had frozen over, a chill spreading to her very core.

Evert crossed her arms and spoke 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 remember, it’s the Evert family’s nurturing that has allowed you to achieve what

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

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

veins on his hand

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

office? Why should we discuss things there?

throw up every obstacle to avoid us. If

held her tongue due to their relationship with the

heart, laying bare her most painful aspects

Arnold remained silent.

her heart aching to

could accept her.

a heart as bright as daylight and eyes

hung

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

silence. The more Camille laughed, the more furious

little wretch, she’s completely throwing

summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all

had been somewhat reserved up until now, threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick, my

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

booked solid this month, next month, and the

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even

“What’s he to me? Even if