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 cars were.

car?” she repeated.

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

She nodded and

a few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that

pitifully, looking for something to

and she

to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn

it, but she hadn’t brought any food

not survive the night and die ultimately.

of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

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

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

light that it

only whimpered.

standing

light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and

the figure, he immediately

handed

knows, and she has never denied

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

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

that as he believed

bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

paused and was about to move forward when a very

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled

puppy with one hand while opening the car door with

open the door, a hand emerged behind her and

delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently and

couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out of

does he appear before me every day?”

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

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

snorted directly, full of

that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony,

involved before, but right then,