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?” she

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

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

stood for a few seconds before hearing a

After a

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

the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted

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

she hadn’t brought any food with

not survive the night and die

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to

seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight,

saw the figure,

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated

knows, and she

denied it. Then, it’s

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of

as

her by the bar’s door fueled his

to move forward when a

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

with one hand while opening the car door

a hand emerged behind her and

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly

refused. “No

does he appear before

the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

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

snorted directly, full

had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported

didn’t have the right to get involved before, but