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.

the very least, someone with a background, a family, a past

this remarkable illegitimate daughter, was

something you need, it can wait until

low.

If their family scandal got out, how could she face him, or her mentor, with her head

was today, and she did not want to be brought low or looked

look in Camille’s eyes

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

Evert, 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 make it difficult for

she had frozen over, a chill spreading

grown independent and refuse to acknowledge your ties to the Evert family, but that is a part of your

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subtle. Does Camille even understand? Maybe I should translate

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

tightened, the veins on his hand standing out as his heart twinged with pain.

shifted his intense gaze away from her pale face,

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

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

yet held her tongue due to their relationship

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

most.

Arnold remained silent.

heart aching to the point

no one could accept

with a heart as bright as daylight and eyes as clear

oppressive silence hung in

I am 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?

her mother were stunned into silence. The more Camille

little wretch, she’s completely throwing caution to the wind!

summon your long–lost illegitimate

reserved up until now, threw caution to the wind. Glancing at her watch,

a couple of dresses for her,” Mrs. Evert said through clenched teeth, trying to maintain her composure.

next month,

you would even defy

fearlessly, “What’s he to me? Even if the President himself

with anger,

Evert, do you take me for a fool?”

and your darling daughter played me for a fool, humiliated me, and now, just

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