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 repeated.

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

when she drunk. She

stood for a few seconds before hearing a faint

After a

feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born

leaves pitifully,

and

puppy staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with

she left, the puppy might not survive the night and

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do

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

mind the dirt and picked

it

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

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

figure,

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has

never denied it.

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and bitterness.

like that as he believed Genevieve was

the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

hand while opening the

door, a hand emerged behind her

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

and asked,

she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice,

refused. “No need. Get out of my

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear

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

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date with

snorted directly, full of disdain.

aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had

have the right to get involved before, but right then, he did.