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

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

took 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

as far as

the Evert family was like the chime of midnight bells.

reminding her that Cinderella’s dream was over.

girl. At the very least, someone with a background,

Evert, seeing this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous

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

confrontation. If their family scandal got out, how could she face

had struggled through the mire to get where she was today, and she did not want to be brought low

the bleak look in Camille’s

a well–known designer now, haven’t you? Your tone sure is grand, and your temper has grown

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

chill spreading to her very

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

even understand? Maybe I

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

on his hand standing

pale face,

should we discuss things there? Are you ashamed of

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

tongue due to their

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

Arnold remained silent.

his way, her heart aching to the point

could accept her.

a heart as bright as

silence hung

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 a thorough introduction to our Evert family’s situation, so you can all live together in harmony.”

mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille laughed, the more

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to

summon your long–lost illegitimate daughter after all these

wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender

getting engaged, your father wants you to design a couple of dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert

month, next month, and the one after that.

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even defy

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

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