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.

how similar all of the cars

car?” she

He looked

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and

before hearing a

After a

lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

softened, and she

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

but she hadn’t brought any

left, the puppy might not survive the night

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and

didn’t mind the dirt and

it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient,

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at

stood by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and restraint.

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

documents Daniel had handed over

knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported previously.

never denied it.

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

as he

the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

to move forward when a very cool

the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

while

open the door, a hand emerged behind

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What are

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

refused. “No

does he appear before

out of the car, thinking that

against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for

snorted directly, full of

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as

right to get involved before, but right