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.

looked around and noticed how similar all of the cars were.

car?” she repeated.

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

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

for a few seconds before

After a

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

leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and she

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

at it, but she hadn’t brought

left, the puppy might not survive the night

extended her hands, asking, “Do you

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

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up the puppy.

and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at

made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with

figure,

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

traces of

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was his.

door fueled his already intense

and was about to move forward when a very cool

smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

with one hand while opening the car door

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

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

He simply said in a

“No need. Get out of my

I am. Why does he

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

He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you

directly, full

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as

involved before, but right then, he