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.

and noticed how similar all of the cars

car?” she

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

she drunk. She

few seconds before hearing

After a

gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a

pitifully,

softened, and she squatted down

tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not

but she hadn’t brought any food with

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

extended her hands,

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

the dirt and

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

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

saw the figure, he immediately recognized

Daniel had handed over

she has never denied

never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

like that as he

the bar’s door fueled his already

about to move forward when a very cool purple

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

while opening the

door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding

and

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll

“No need. Get out

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every

got out of the car, thinking

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

snorted directly, full of

between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported

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