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

my car?” she

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

drunk. She nodded and

a few seconds before hearing a faint

After a

animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it

leaves pitifully,

softened, and she

of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were

but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

she left, the puppy might not

hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

had said. It licked her palm again

didn’t mind the dirt and

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

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble,

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately

handed

knows, and she has never denied it herself,”

denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

he felt traces of

as he believed Genevieve was

bar’s door fueled his already

to move forward when

was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

hand while

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind

Anthony’s delicate, cool

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

impatiently and asked,

simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get

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

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for

directly, full of

Anthony, as well

get involved before, but right then, he did.