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.

similar all of the

my car?” she

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

drunk. She nodded

for a few seconds before

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for

heart softened, and she

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

hadn’t brought

left, the puppy might not survive the night and die ultimately.

extended her hands, asking, “Do

what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it,

and picked up the puppy.

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have

only whimpered.

Genevieve rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with

saw the figure, he immediately recognized

Daniel had handed

and she has never denied it herself,”

‘She never denied it.

traces of unwillingness

that as

bar’s door fueled his already

about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

hand while opening the car

hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice,

away and refused. “No

unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every

the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on

snorted directly, full

Anthony,

to get involved