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 all of the cars were.

car?”

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

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and she squatted down

the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover

hadn’t

might not

hands, asking, “Do you want

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

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

figure,

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated

she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then,

felt traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed

door

move forward when a very cool purple

smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

one hand while opening the car

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her and

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness

and asked,

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

“No need. Get out of

I am. Why does he appear before

of the car, thinking that Genevieve

“Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate

full of disdain.

between Genevieve and Anthony,

involved before, but