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!

she didn’t have the dead weight of a mother, if only

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

them felt like she was walking with lead in her

when she saw Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could make her heart

was as far

family was like

Cinderella’s

liked him, she hoped he could be with a better girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past not as disgraceful

daughter, was

something you need, it can wait until I’m done,” Camille said,

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

mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to

bleak look in Camille’s

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

didn’t recognize you, and there may have been some neglect. But here we treat everyone

over, a chill spreading to her very core.

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

a wicked sense of rivalry flare up and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always

his teacup tightened, the veins on his

away from her pale face, fearing that his attention might

Why should we discuss things there?

determined to press the issue. “We come to see you once in a blue moon, and you throw up every obstacle to avoid

held her tongue due to their relationship with the

Camille’s heart, laying bare her most

Arnold remained silent.

didn’t dare look his way, her heart aching to the point of

one could accept her.

with a heart as bright as daylight

oppressive silence hung in

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

her mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed, the more furious they became.

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to the wind!

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

threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her

dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert said through clenched teeth, trying to

next month, and the one

Evert’s gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even defy your

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