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.

around and noticed how similar all of the

my car?” she

car one by one. He looked back at her and said,

well–behaved when she drunk. She

seconds before hearing

After a

she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

heart softened, and she squatted

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

at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with

might not survive the

hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

again and pressed its

dirt and

and felt so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

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

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

figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed

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

‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and bitterness.

that as

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

forward when a very cool purple

as he whistled at Genevieve

one hand while opening the car

the door, a hand emerged

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding

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

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve

“No need. Get

‘How unlucky I am. Why does

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

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

full of disdain.

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

didn’t have the right to get involved before, but