Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 170

Emilio took off his cap, revealing his charming features.

With his appearance, it was unreasonable for him to be unfamous.

Emilio was far greater than those pretty boys.

At that moment, he said with a bitter expression, “Girls, I genuinely don’t have money. A senior executive at the brand I endorsed attempted to take advantage of me. So, I beat them up. As a result, the liquidated damages in the contract were a scam, and I nearly lost everything. I cut ties with my family when I joined the industry. If I return and ask for money, how can I be a man in the future?”

Speechless, Selene rolled her eyes.

“You’ve been in the industry for over three years, yet you haven’t received any awards. Your work was either removed or not reviewed. I think you’re unsuitable for this job and should have returned long ago,” she said.

Emilio felt aggrieved when he heard Selene discuss his failure.

Even he thought it was weird to have had such awful luck for three years.

Genevieve laughed out loud, pulled a card from her bag, and placed it on the table.

“I’ll lend that to you. Remember to return it,” she said.

Emilio picked up the card and kissed it cheerfully. Then, he looked at Genevieve and said, “Don’t worry, Sweetheart. I’ll be yours from now on. I’ve offered myself to you.”

Genevieve, after listening to his words, suddenly felt the impulse to retrieve the card.

Selene was sickened by his statements and nearly vomited.

However, even after a small dispute, the three continued to talk.

When they had had enough of the drinks, Selene’s driver arrived to pick her up, and she departed first, wobbling

away.

Genevieve attempted to call someone to pick her up, but her phone ran out of battery.

It was dark outside.

However, the magnificent light shone on the roadway, creating a sumptuous atmosphere.

The street was nearly filled with sports and luxury cars.

Emilio sent Genevieve outside. He had an average tolerance to alcohol and displayed no signs of intoxication on

his face.

“Where’s your car?” Emilio asked.

and noticed how similar all of the

car?”

to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her

She nodded and didn’t

a few seconds before hearing

After a

walked over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

heart softened, and she squatted down

staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay

she hadn’t brought any food with

the puppy might not survive the night and die

thinking of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want

It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against

didn’t mind the dirt and

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall

figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

Daniel had handed over infuriated

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,”

never denied it. Then,

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door

about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

as he whistled at Genevieve and

while

could open the door, a hand emerged

Anthony’s delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness

and asked, “What are

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

and refused. “No

am. Why does he appear before me every

of the car,

the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date with

directly, full of

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

to get involved