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 all of

car?” she repeated.

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

well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and

before hearing a

After a

over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted

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

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought

not survive the night and die

hands, asking,

licked her palm again and

the dirt and picked up

it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black

by the door, under 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

documents Daniel had handed over

knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported previously.

denied

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was

the bar’s door

move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

the car, smiled as he whistled

the puppy with one hand while opening the car

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding

and asked, “What

expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve drunk.”

and refused. “No need. Get out of my

does he appear

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

here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s

directly, full of

was aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony,

right to get involved before, but