His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 675

Chapter 675

Camille arrived at her design studio only to find Elva sitting rigidly, as if awaiting a verdict.

“Are you the wife of Mr. Chambers?” she inquired with a touch of surprise.

Elva, flustered, rose to her feet. “Ms. Camille,” she corrected, her voice a soft tremor.

Camille’s gaze swept over the woman before her. She had expected the grand dame of the Chambers family to be an epitome of sophistication and brashness. But the reality was quite different.

Elva was clad in a simple white power suit with her hair pulled back into a neat chignon. Despite the impeccable makeup, it couldn’t mask her pallor and the weariness in her eyes.

“Mrs. Chambers, please take a seat,” Camille offered, her voice even.

She had come with a grudge against the Chambers Group but seeing Elva, the anger just wouldn’t surface. Instead, she decided to wait and see what card Elva would play.

“Ms. Camille, I know it’s quite presumptuous of me to come unannounced, but I really need your help to design an evening gown,” Elva pleaded urgently. “Money is no object. Whatever others can offer, I can double, triple it. I just need you to make a dress for me. Please,”

“Mrs. Chambers, I’m just a designer, Camille chided gently, noting how Elva’s hands trembled around her teacup, her eyes glazed over. “But you should know, ever since my studio opened, we’ve operated strictly by appointment. No one can bypass this rule.”

by a sudden, soft thud Elva had collapsed

are you doing?” Camille exclaimed,

bloodied skin beneath the sleeve

abuse at the hands of the man

No one else’s work is even worth considering,” Elva said, her body trembling, her

said, her voice hoarse as she tried to maintain

to Camille’s hand. “Thank

them. Camille took Elva’s

do you think of these three? If they’re not to your liking, I

consideration, Elva clutched a forest green gown close, as if fearing Camille might change her mind. “No trouble

They might need adjustments. Why don’t you try it

into the fitting

a bottle of ice–cold water from the

thud from the fitting room

Chambers?” Camille called out, her voice laced

she feared the

Chambers!” she cried out.

had fainted, half–dressed, revealing a back marred by old bruises and fresh

with her own jacket, gently lifting

Chambers, wake

fluttered open, dazed and confused

filled with urgency and concern, asked, “Mrs.

she turned away, unable to face Camille’s

Matthew hurting you?” Camille’s eyes blazed

said, struggling to dress herself as she prepared to flee. “I’ll transfer the

after her, “Mrs. Chambers! Domestic abuse will never stop once it begins! You know better than anyone the humiliation and pain you’ve been enduring all these years! Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with a man worse than a beast? How much longer can you endure? Do you want to end up

out, her composure shattered. “Right now, I can at least survive.

back is the real dead–end! Mrs. Chambers, there’s

she could

indignation. A thought began to form in her

front yard when another luxury sedan arrogantly pulled in, parking right in front of

way, the drive here was a total nightmare!” complained a woman stepping out of the car, dressed

was Camille’s half–sister, Eunice Evert.

plump, middle–aged woman with a pinched face and eyes that seemed perpetually arched in disapproval. It was Eunice’s mother, Mrs. Evert. “This so–called ‘renowned designer‘ is just a title she’s given herself, laying the groundwork to snag a wealthy husband. As if

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