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

my car?”

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here.

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

before hearing a

After a

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

the leaves pitifully, looking

and she

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

she hadn’t brought any

not survive the night and die

extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black

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.

figure, he immediately

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

and she has never denied

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as

bar’s door fueled his

paused and was about to move forward when a very

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

with one hand while opening the car door with the

could open the door, a hand emerged

delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

said in a chilly

“No need. Get

I am. Why does he appear

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it

directly, full of disdain.

was aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony,

to get involved before, but right then, he did.