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 the cars were.

car?”

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

she drunk. She

before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she squatted down

puppy staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her

hadn’t brought any food

she left, the puppy might not

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed

the dirt and

so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

standing there in a

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

saw the figure, he immediately

handed

and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

mused, ‘She never denied

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

like that as he believed Genevieve was

her by the bar’s door fueled his already

about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari

smiled as he whistled

with one hand while

open the door, a hand emerged behind her and

Anthony’s delicate, cool

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

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

the car,

tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

full of

and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the news.

right to get involved before,