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

car?” she

her car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He

she drunk. She

before

After a

walked over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded

on the leaves pitifully,

and she squatted

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

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought

the puppy might not

her hands, asking,

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

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

it appeared to

only whimpered.

turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt,

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

figure, he immediately recognized

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

Lawrence and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported

mused, ‘She never denied it.

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and bitterness.

that as he believed Genevieve was his.

by the bar’s door fueled his already

forward when a very cool purple

was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

the puppy with one hand while opening the car

a hand emerged behind her and

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently and

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

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need.

I am. Why does he appear before me every day?”

got out of the car, thinking that

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

snorted directly, full of

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

involved before, but right then, he did.