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.

looked around and noticed how similar all of

my car?”

one. He looked back at her and said,

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for

softened, and she squatted down

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

hadn’t brought

not survive the

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want

seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again

mind the dirt and picked up the

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

only whimpered.

turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

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

saw the figure, he immediately recognized

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

‘She never denied it. Then,

he felt traces of

like that as he believed Genevieve

by the bar’s door

paused and was about to move forward when a

in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged,

one hand while

the door, a hand emerged behind her and

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked,

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride

refused. “No need. Get out of

Why does he appear before me every day?”

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

“Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

snorted directly, full

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the news.

the right to get involved