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.

At the very least, someone with

remarkable illegitimate daughter, was filled with venomous spite.

it

low.

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

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

noticed the bleak look in

fury, finally found her outlet, releasing 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 days when you and your mother would leech off the

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

over, a chill spreading to

that is a part of your heritage

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

up and stepped closer to Camille. “Camille, always

his teacup tightened, the veins on his hand

feelings, he quickly shifted his intense gaze away from her pale

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

was determined to press the issue. “We come 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 dogs bite

was fuming yet held her tongue due to their relationship with

Camille’s heart, laying bare her most painful aspects

most.

Arnold remained silent.

his way, her heart aching to the point of stopping.

one could

bright as daylight and eyes as

silence hung in

Our family really should be a soap opera cast, a melodramatic family drama at its finest.

silence. The more Camille laughed, the

wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to the

your long–lost illegitimate daughter after

caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch, her slender eyes filled with icy disdain, “Make it quick, my time

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

but I’m booked solid this month, next month, and the

gaze turned frosty, “Camille, you would even defy your father’s orders?”

met her gaze fearlessly, “What’s he to me? Even if the President himself asked,

with anger, “You!”

do you take

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