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!

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

Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying into

she was walking with lead in

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

was as far as

appearance of the Evert family was like the

reminding her that Cinderella’s dream was over.

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

remarkable illegitimate daughter,

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

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

look in Camille’s eyes but remained impassive,

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

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

chill spreading to her very core. “Let’s discuss this

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

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

and stepped

on his

shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his attention might make her feel even more inferior, even more anguished.

discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your status

you throw up every obstacle to avoid us.

fuming yet held her tongue due to their relationship

knife twisting in Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects in front of the man she

Arnold remained silent.

her heart aching to the point of stopping.

one could accept her.

Arnold, with a heart as bright as daylight and eyes as

hung in 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 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.”

The

throwing caution to

illegitimate daughter after

her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick, my time is

design a couple of dresses for her,”

next month, and the one after that. No

frosty, “Camille, you would even defy your father’s

“What’s he to me? Even if the