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.

noticed how similar all of the cars

car?”

and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run

few seconds before hearing a

After a

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

leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

and she squatted down

her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn

at it, but she hadn’t

puppy might not

extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to

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

dirt and picked

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

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

light made his shadow lengthy. He

the figure, he immediately recognized

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

felt traces of unwillingness and

as

by the bar’s door fueled his

was about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside

the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

with one hand while opening the car door with the

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

delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What

simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

and refused. “No need.

I am. Why does he appear

also got out of the car, thinking

saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to

snorted directly, full

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

get involved before,