His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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.

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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!

If only she didn’t have the dead weight of a mother, if only her mother wasn’t a convicted murderer.

Now, how could her father’s attitude be so cold? Perhaps Eunice wouldn’t be the one marrying into the prestigious Gellar family.

Every step Camille took towards them felt like she was walking with lead in her shoes.

She had just come downstairs when she saw Arnold sitting there, handsome, upright, and with features so striking that they could make her heart flutter time and time again.

But that was as far as it could go.

The appearance of the Evert family was like the chime of midnight bells.

Brutally reminding her that Cinderella’s dream was over.

girl. At the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past not as disgraceful and

Evert, seeing this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was

you need, it

low.

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

and she did not want to be brought low or looked down

the bleak look in Camille’s eyes but remained

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 it. Gone are the

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

if she had frozen over, a chill spreading to her very core.

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

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even understand? Maybe I

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

on his hand standing out as his

shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face, fearing that his attention might make her feel

your office? Why should we discuss things there? Are you ashamed of your status

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

fuming yet held her tongue due to

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

most.

Arnold remained silent.

way, her heart aching to the

could

as bright as daylight and eyes

oppressive silence hung

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

mother were stunned into silence. The more

she’s completely throwing caution to

long–lost illegitimate daughter after

watch,

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

booked solid this month, next month, and the one

turned frosty, “Camille, you

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

with

you take

than the middle–aged woman, looking down on her, “You and your darling daughter played me for a fool, humiliated me, and now, just seconds later, you expect me to work for you? The government should study your faces for bulletproof materials!”