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

her father’s attitude be so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying

like she was walking with lead in her shoes.

just come downstairs when she saw Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could

as far as

was like the chime of midnight

that Cinderella’s

very least, someone with a background, a family, a

seeing this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous spite.

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

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

was today, and she did not

bleak look in Camille’s eyes but

blast of resentment. “Camille, you’ve become a well–known designer now, haven’t you? Your tone sure is grand, and your

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

frozen over, a chill spreading to her

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,

even understand?

sitting there, felt a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped

on his hand standing out as his

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

your office? Why should we discuss things there?

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

her tongue due

a knife twisting in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most

Arnold remained silent.

way, her heart aching to the point of

could accept her.

even Arnold, with a heart as bright as daylight

hung

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 situation, so you can

were stunned into silence. The more Camille

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to

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

reserved up until now, threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain,

couple of dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert said

but I’m booked solid this month, next month, and the one after that. No

“Camille, you would even

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