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.

my car?” she

took her car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here.

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded

a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

look, she noticed that

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking

softened, and

the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her feet.

at it, but she hadn’t

not survive the night and die

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

It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling

the dirt and picked

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black

his shadow lengthy. He was

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

Everyone knows, and she has never

denied it.

Somehow, he felt traces of

that as he believed Genevieve

door fueled his already

paused and was about to move forward when

as he whistled at

with one hand while opening the car

before she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness

and asked, “What

said in a chilly voice,

and refused. “No need.

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every day?”

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

car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her?

full of disdain.

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

right to get involved