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

car?” she

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

drunk. She nodded and didn’t

before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

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 had been

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and she

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

she hadn’t brought any food with

left, the puppy might not survive the night and

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking,

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

and

her arms and felt so light that it appeared to

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing

his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity

the figure, he immediately recognized

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she

never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

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

as he believed Genevieve

the bar’s door fueled his

about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari

was in the car, smiled as he whistled

one hand while opening the car door with the

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

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness

impatiently and asked,

dim lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a

refused. “No need. Get out of

unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every day?”

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve

spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date with me

directly, full of

between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as

involved before, but