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

my car?”

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

drunk. She

seconds before

After a

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

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and she

only to discover that they were not food. It

but she hadn’t

the puppy might not survive the night and die ultimately.

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

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

and

it appeared to have

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing

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

figure,

handed

and she has

‘She never denied it. Then,

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

like that as he believed Genevieve

the bar’s door fueled his already intense

when a very cool purple Ferrari

as he whistled at Genevieve

one hand while opening the car door with

door, a hand emerged behind her and

delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give

refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

am. Why does he appear before me

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

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

snorted directly, full of

had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as

have the right to get involved