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.

noticed how similar

my car?” she

car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said,

She nodded and didn’t run about.

before

After a

she noticed that it was a

on the leaves pitifully, looking

heart softened, and she squatted down

her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered

but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

the puppy might not survive the night

slowly extended her hands,

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its

mind the dirt and picked up the puppy.

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black

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

the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

she has

never denied it. Then,

traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as

by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

was about to move forward when a

as he whistled at Genevieve

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car door

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness

and asked, “What are you doing?”

she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you

him away and refused. “No need. Get

I am. Why does he appear before me

got out of the car, thinking

Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on

snorted directly, full of disdain.

and Anthony, as well as

the right to get involved before, but right then,