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.

around and noticed how similar all of the

car?”

car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be right back.”

She nodded and didn’t run about.

few seconds before hearing a faint

After a

closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little

leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she squatted down

tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any

the puppy might not survive the

hands, asking, “Do you want to

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

didn’t mind the dirt and picked

that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient,

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a

the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

handed over infuriated Anthony.

and she has never

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

of unwillingness and anger,

that as he

by the bar’s door fueled his already

paused and was about to move forward when a very cool

he whistled at Genevieve

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car door

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

him away and refused. “No need.

am. Why does he appear before me

also got out of the car,

he spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send

full of

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

right to get involved before, but right