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!

of a mother,

Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t

towards them felt like she was walking with lead in

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

far

Evert family was like the chime of midnight

that Cinderella’s dream was over.

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

this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was

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

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

struggled through the mire to get where she was today, and she

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 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

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

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

even understand? Maybe

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

on his teacup tightened, the veins on his hand standing out

shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing

discuss things there? Are

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

her tongue

her most painful aspects in front of the

Arnold remained silent.

heart aching to the point of stopping.

one could accept

a heart as bright as daylight and

silence hung in the air.

deep breath 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

silence. The more Camille laughed,

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution

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

had been somewhat reserved up until now, threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes

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

next month, and the one after that. No

you would even defy your father’s

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