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

car?”

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

She

stood for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

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

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

softened, and she squatted

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

but she hadn’t brought any

puppy might not survive the night and die ultimately.

hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

palm again and pressed its

dirt and picked up the

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

only whimpered.

turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black

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

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately

handed over

and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported

‘She never denied it. Then,

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

like that as he believed

bar’s door fueled his already intense

was about to move forward when a very cool purple

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

hand while opening the car door with the

door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

Anthony’s delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What

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

him away and refused. “No need. Get

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

car, thinking that Genevieve

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

full of

and Anthony,

involved before,